Shadow of a Soul

A constant memory following my every footstep.

A constant memory playing again,

Leaving me not a second spare,

Haunting me like the dead of past,

A record stuck on repeat,

 

The greens of springtime,

With the warmth of chocolate,

Asking for permission to come knocking,

Refusing to leave me a clear mind,

 

Glimpses of this, flares of that,

Stuck to my soul like a shadow,

Keeping my heart beating constant,
Faster than that of usual timing,

 

Time come, and then time gone,

Smiles never too far away, insanity,

The unexpected dawning on my life,

Planting my feet on solid ground permanent,

 

Paying me back for that which I did,

Rosy cheeks and avoiding eyes,

No other choice than to smile,

Not that I would choose any different if I could,

 

A constant memory loving me,

Deciding to stay, convincing me,

A rising sun being our perfect metaphor,

I promise you this, fear will not override this, us. 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Those shadows of old memories, can haunt us forever.
"A constant memory playing again,
Leaving me not a second spare,
Haunting me like the dead of past,
A record stuck on repeat,"
I do like and I understand the above lines. Nice ending to the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Teeya]

A delicious interpretation of ghosts-those things long gone that seem to linger. Sometimes they stay with us and keep us safe; other times they stay with us while we wished they'd leave. None the less, they're ours. Again, another lovely read:)

[WillaDanvers]

Thank you for reading and leaving a lovely review! :)

[Teeya]

You are very welcome

[Matthew Kult]

Chaotically Deemed

Fascinating read

Matthew

[WillaDanvers]

Thank you very much :)

[Matthew Kult]

You are quite welcome.

Matthew