Shadow ThingsA Poem by Sami KhalilI live in the shadow of life and death...A mystery and suspense poem...
Shadow Things/By Sami Khalil I live in the shadows of life and death…A mystery and suspense Autumn poem… The Poem: He inhaled autumn upon gaily trespassing of golden celebrations,awakening urban legends. To the winds, emboldened by misty silences, burbled the fallen round placed edges and ears. Maddening were the shadows in slow
motions, carting weathered bricks of spying moods. Notable we darken the eyes, as past legends
has inscribed all in the book of the rising fog rolls. He came to live in the vestiges of
scarlet biographies, extending the mysteries of godly anticipations. Those standing silhouettes, slumbered apart
crestfallen souls, flaming true forms; the apocalypses of mortal lethargy. A formless matter he was, in the cages of
captive suns, bonding the chains of free words. Never he found growth, except in death or
rebirth of raving souls, for positive were the credits when their
peace shivered And negative were the quotes of dreamy
killers, who left behind the shadows I am! You have come a long way of genesis… to the unfiltered judgment.
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