For him to whom a poem was promised.


My constant shadow

I am sad:
Behind shut blinds.
Silent in my solitude,
Wistful of days long gone...
My mistake?
Ours?
Then why this feeling
That weighs down,
Anchors me in sorrow deep
As if fate
My destiny signed?
A thousand thoughts,
A million wishes,
A secret yearning,
For my battered soul.
In this storm,
My solace remains
When words I write.
Still,
I am sad.....
But so are they...







Poetry by she
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Written on 2006-06-20 at 07:46

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Zoya Zaidi
This is put very aptly!
I lovE this!

((((WELCOME BACK HUGS))))

Loe, xxx, Zoya
2006-06-20


Love Knight
well done. nicely done. well put.
2006-06-20