Shadows

Shadows

A Poem by WILDERNESS

SHADOWS

The past I buried and left behind, but

The shadows were with me all the time

 

You may think they belonged to me, yes

But the shadows, they were not mine

 

No sunlight, no moonlight, day or night

Could make the shadows disappear  

 

Couldn’t run away, so I shut my eyes

But then I found them in my mind

 

So I embraced them and let them be

And I was open to shadows of all kind

 

Thus the shadows that once haunted me

Became memories that life made me climb

 

 

© 2015 WILDERNESS


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Powerful affirmation that we can accept the shadows that haunt and eventually they become weaker, if not muted, wonderful strength displayed here...

Posted 8 Years Ago


WILDERNESS

8 Years Ago

Thankyou dear............... your words mean so much to me.
Ruth

8 Years Ago

You are welcome sweetheart...
Shadows fade.. as we release the memories
Time may heal the soul
And let the light back in...

Well done.............Jazz


Posted 8 Years Ago


WILDERNESS

8 Years Ago

Yes you are right .................... thank you JJ
I've heard it said time heals all pain...I believe in time these shadows will reveal themselves and in the light they are no longer shadows..just memories to keep and hold and hopefully remember with a smile.
:) Julie

Posted 9 Years Ago


WILDERNESS

9 Years Ago

Thank you for the kind words dear friend................ thanks for caring to read n review
Must be a nightmare. I feel your struggle. Some things are hard to forget. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 9 Years Ago


WILDERNESS

9 Years Ago

Thanks Shane for caring to stopping by ................
I shall dare and I shall thrive...........

Posted 9 Years Ago



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WILDERNESS

islamabad, Pakistan



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