A Poem by Shroud

Everything can be interpreted in a different way, and I encourage you to look at everything with multiple views to see the bigger picture.

Your hair is as bright as the midnight sky
Your hold on me is as strong as a bear
For you, I believe, so many would die
I could do nothing but stand there and stare

You always seem oh so cool and so calm
Your reputation is dark and sketchy
And your presence fazes over my palm
Your poetic and not at all edgy

Yet somehow you also fill me with fear
You are connected with sadness and dread
I can always tell whenever you’re near
Because you come with the mourning of dead

And somehow you seem so simple and sweet
But alas, in the end, our fates shall meet

© 2018 Shroud

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it reminds me of the Johari's window in Psychology, where there is the fear to reveal the hidden self because of possible rejection. the fact remains, we all want to feel secure for ourselves but sometimes due to the different trials that come along, we feel more scared of dealing with people and building relationships.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago

This is probably my favorite poem of yours. I really love this one. I love the imagery, how you can picture it as it grows. Can’t wait to read more!

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Added on March 6, 2018
Last Updated on March 6, 2018
Tags: Brunette, dark, love



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