ThreeA Poem by New TheoryA boy standing behind my shadow. A man whose shadow I am. We walk together reluctantly all hand in hand.
The boy tugging behind me hard, Crying and bickering all the time. The man in the front doesn't care. He walks towards some place, I don't know where. So together we walk, following his steps. I query him for telling me, In this darkness, where does he think that he is taking me? He doesnt care, he marches ahead, wobbly steps in a drunken haze. Slowly the fear starts to creep in. I try hard to lose his gripping. And so I finally I let go of that child's arm. Use both of my hands to free my arm from that man's arm. Finally I am free from the shackles of being in three.
The boy standing behind my shadow. The man whose shadow I am. We walk together merrily all hand in hand. © 2014 New TheoryAuthor's Note
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Added on March 13, 2014Last Updated on March 13, 2014 AuthorNew TheoryMumbai, Maharashtra, IndiaAboutI am a lazy writer, a day dreamer with lots of ideas which take me to a different land often. I often just jot down ideas which I never really work upon. An avid fan of horror, I am one who you ca.. more..Writing
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