Winged creatures fill the night, soulless shadows that stand & fight.
Guardians of darkness, strong and silent.
Chaos caused & love lost as shadows bleed across this land.
Weeping statues of a lost city, bathed in sin & living in ecstasy.
Lost & found among the clouds, a rolling wave comes crashing down.
Shadows cast an eerie glow, a frost of guilt has settled here.
A world where waterfalls are filled with tears.
Shadows creep & lightness weeps.
A cold harsh world where souls meet.
Troubled ghosts living in shadow & crying for help.
Shadows embrace keeps them safe & warm a dark mysterious loving form.
For where shadows dwell light has lived.
Where light does dwell shadows will engulf.
A contradiction that cannot be ignored.
Enter the light but remain in darkness.
Enter the shadows and bathe in light.
A choice unlike any other.
For it cannot be undone but for a single wish.
To remain in darkness where shadows dwell.
An inner light will guide you home.
To a place where shadows dwell but do not forsake.
Guardians of darkness, strong and silent.
Chaos caused & love lost as shadows bleed across this land.
Weeping statues of a lost city, bathed in sin & living in ecstasy.
Lost & found among the clouds, a rolling wave comes crashing down.
Shadows cast an eerie glow, a frost of guilt has settled here.
A world where waterfalls are filled with tears.
Shadows creep & lightness weeps.
A cold harsh world where souls meet.
Troubled ghosts living in shadow & crying for help.
Shadows embrace keeps them safe & warm a dark mysterious loving form.
For where shadows dwell light has lived.
Where light does dwell shadows will engulf.
A contradiction that cannot be ignored.
Enter the light but remain in darkness.
Enter the shadows and bathe in light.
A choice unlike any other.
For it cannot be undone but for a single wish.
To remain in darkness where shadows dwell.
An inner light will guide you home.
To a place where shadows dwell but do not forsake.
Author notes
This poem is about the feelings you get when you lose your passion or your passion leaves you. You feel like you are engulfed and it may never come back. But sometimes you just have decide to go and find it pull your passion from the darkness and into the light or leave your passion in the darkest shadows to find the darker side of life.
A contest entry
- The last stage of any madness, thinkings, feelings, words and more and more by The.poet.of.hearts.
1665 points, ended February 5, 20 entries
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Comments
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Shadows
Theme 7.00
Idea 6.60
Emotions 7.00
Feelings 6.00
Words 6.20
Background 5.50
Title 6.00
Passion 7.00
Interest 6.00
Showing the Junoon 6.50
63.80
I will speak Wow! you did brilliantly well. I really appreciate. your pen did magical work by the time you wrote it.
although it couldn't reach the extent of passion to cross Junoon, but I really do value your work, winning is not only thing, but the true work, I loved it
wish you best of luck
by
the poet of hearts and beautiful words

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Very good
I like the repition, it really drives the point home.
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