Shadow of Grief


What is this shadow?

This constant shadow;

It's always blocking the rays.

This inseparable gloom...

Follows me,

Haunts me like a ghost.

Casting endless darkness,

It makes for dull and sullen times.

Will there ever be more

Than these dreary, dismal days?

  • Author: sar630 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 9th, 2017 19:16
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 28
  • User favorite of this poem: alisha.


  • swingline

    There has to be light to have a shadow .

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