Shadow Things

I 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.

 

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"to the unfiltered judgment"

i really like that...there is a really haunting quality to this...encompasses all we love about autumn...the turning, halloween with all the restless spirits roaming the earth...

the raving souls...so dark so Poe-like...the dreamy killers die a thousand deaths as the leaves fall.

mystically mournful and mysterious...

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. So true and well observed dear brilliant poet. So thrilled you like my dark genre and the comparison. Have a spooky holiday...:)............

[Alfred Kukitz]

Scholarly Sami. I read it aloud so the flavor of autumn spirits could be digested in proper mind. You are a wizard in poetic mastery.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. What a validation from a great poet. I'm so thankful for all. So thrilled you like it...:)....................

[anne]

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...wow...like always... :)

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. Thank you so much Anne for the lovely review and kind words. You appteciation is appreciated...:).......

[anne]

pleasure... :))

[anne]

pleasure... :))

[MsJewel]

This is darker than anything I've read by you - and has an almost eerie feel which is so creative and unusual about Autumn poetry.
I really like the haunting feel of this line:
Those standing silhouettes, slumbered apart crestfallen souls, flaming true forms; the apocalypses of mortal lethargy.
Your talent never ceases to amaze me Sami. You are an inspiration!
:) Julie

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. I,m left speechless by your wonderfu review and vote of confidence. You are an inspiration too to me and so many too. Thank you so much for all... Be blessed...:).......

[Tim]

You are a brilliant writer and an inspiration to many writers here. I've noticed a lot of poems (including mine) have a tendency to say what they want in one read, as though all the meaning has fallen through the colander and out the bottom. Your poems hold the reader a while and make them think. Kudos to you for that. Keep up the good work.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. Thank you so much dear poet and friend for this humbling review and appreciation. I appreciate you and your wonderful writes. A little pat on the back goes a long way. Be blessed...:)...........

[Matching Socks]

This is much darker than I'm used to seeing from you.
I really enjoyed the ideas presented here.
Caught in the shadows of life and death? As though caught in limbo, or purgatory?
Enjoyed it much.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. Thank you so much dear Ana for this amazing review and lovely visit. Imaginations stretch when you read this and creates different effects I hope. All rich blessings...:).......................

[Matching Socks]

You always do a splendid job at stretching our imaginations Sami!
Thank you and You're welcome.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. Thank you kindly...:)......................

[Tom]

Now that Autumn/Fall is upon us and as each day shortens the shadows gradually lengthen, adding to the mystery and enigma of the new season !

A wonderfully penned poem, brimming with intrigue and surreal atmosphere !

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. So true and well articulated dear beloved poet. You have graced me with your visit in any season. I just visted your page to see if you have posted a new poem. I look forward to that. Take care...:)........

[Tom]

Always a pleasure Sami and you too take care my friend !

[Sami Khalil]

:)............

[Beccy]

The thought that comes into mind is that of an eerie silence, rather like the calm before the storm. This is haunting throughout; unlike any Autumn poem I have ever read, but the connection to the season is powerful.

Beccy.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. So thankful to you dear poet for sharing your experience and lovely visit. You have a great season...:).........

[Butch Decatoria]

Enjoyed this journey you have penned, of a metaphorical serial killer demi god like individual... why do i get a sense that it is someone that originates from within, the dark half of us, the human stain, a thing that has traveled "a long way of genesis... to the unfiltered judgement"... Ego and Id be damned, there are pieces of us that needs no categorized label, embrace and accept when knowing oneself... kudos on this one...

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. So well articulted insight you have shared with us brilliant poet. You have some keen eyes. Thank you so much...:)......

[Butch Decatoria]

Very welcome

[Sami Khalil]

:).............

[Frieda P]

It's like reading bible passages and the daily snopes all rolled together in a darkly percolated collection
manifesting the shades of the season or is that you Sami? :) You pulled out all the stops with this one...you're a wildflower too. :)

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.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. Some seasons embolden me to be in a certain mood. I have a ghost in the house and with the upcoming holidays I saw it fit to share. I also connect to the Spirit World especially the dead martyrs. Thank you so much beloved poet for all. Have a spooky one. ...

[Frieda P]

A real honest to goodness ghost? Boo spooky stuff....wherever hence it came from, it's an excellent read.

[Sami Khalil]

I think is my deceased brother who was close to me. No sure. Spooky stuff indeed. Thank you kindly. ...:)......

[Frieda P]

Seriously? Sorry, I didn't know your brother had passed, wish my sister would come to haunt me.

[Sami Khalil]

Yep. She will visit you. Be on the lookout. Take care...:).....

[Frieda P]

I keep waiting, still leave a candle burning every night. )

[Sami Khalil]

That is sad. Take care...:).........

[KAREN]

BRAVO! This fine piece of art was very creative! Each and every word causes the reader to want more!

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. Thank you trmendouly dear poet for this appreciated review and lovey visit. I,m thrilled you like it...:)......

[KAREN]

You are very welcome, and I really did enjoy it.

[Sami Khalil]

:).......................