Shadows appearing before me
White shadows
Shadows of you
A figure that flows
Waterfalls I bathe under
So heavy on my shoulders
A weight that pushes me to space
That smile of temptation
Beautiful colors that don’t have names
I want to sink in your waters
A stone diving to the bottom
Smoke leaving your mouth
Oh to be that
Tho never leaving
Myself and I
A lost battle
© Arvy
March 2022
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Author:
Arvy (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Longing and hopelessness are the protagonists of this piece
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Beautiful paradoxical images of white shadows and a weight pushing to space. Like colors that have no names this poem in its beauty leaves me without words.
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