The sun sets and night falls,

A dark blanket casts over,

And all but the moon is visible,

Contrasted by the discolouration,

Will the shadow be here tonight?

Will it not? Will it choose to be invisible this time?

Though it’s role is to follow,

It doesn’t always.

2 Responses to “the shadow visitor”
  1. too deep for me,man…

  2. haha, poetry is meant to be deep and analyzed beyond the literal meanings of the words.

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