The Shadow of me, many wondered when

you kept on doing one thing each and

everyday not knowing that it was my

routine of doing things.

I was not aware because I was untold!

Emptiness In my mind was very distressful.

All I could think about it was illustrated

My mind was hidden behind

Illusions on the dark shadows of winter days.

From here and there striving for peace.

Finding myself laying in a pool of blood not

dead but being stabbed by unknown shadows

that I’ve always dreamed about.

I echoed emptiness silence that associates

with death, yielded tear’s calling for mute


Oh yes I found myself far away on the tropical

forest standing on a perpendicular line giving

the balance of life.