Shadows

sorenbarrett

Black and white, day becomes night
What is real? What is not?
Wrong turns into right in the twilight
What is, soon to be forgot

Hollow nothingness crawls
Empty shadows of darkness
Silhouettes on fantasy's walls
Black ghost of a living carcass

Out of nothing something is made
the antithesis of being
movement in a dark shade
absence is what you are seeing

  • Author: sorenbarrett (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 11th, 2024 05:10
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 92
  • Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15, RSM0812
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  • Teddy.15

    A dark write for a dark day. 🌹

    • sorenbarrett

      Thank you so much friend. No just seeing how shadows play. I deeply appreciate the read and comment.

    • Alan R

      Thought provoking!

      • sorenbarrett

        Thank you so much Alan for the read and comment. They are most appreciated

      • orchidee

        Good write SB.

        • sorenbarrett

          Thanks Orchi appreciate it

        • Neville



          very muchly enjoyed .. can't beat a bit o noir can ya .. N ☯️

          • sorenbarrett

            Thanks Neville much appreciated.

          • Dan Williams

            The eternal question, almost unanswerable mystery; makes life interesting, eh?

            • sorenbarrett

              Thank you Dan for the read and comment, They are most appreciated



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