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Hari Smith Holms
Poems by Hari Smith Holms : 111 / 312
It's Not Me But....
It's not me but my shadow.
Once has been in me,
The shadow behind-
Now, I don't want to be,
Before it, to follow-
My every step always,
My poems of my heart,
My diary's every page!
I gave all my burdens,
To the light-made self,
She will care me with
Shield, stretching her help.
I'm shadowed, I'm free,
I forgot my former form.
Whatever, they think me,
I'll stay in my shadow's arm.
Hari Smith Holms
Submitted: Thursday, August 16, 2012
Edited: Thursday, August 16, 2012
Poems by Hari Smith Holms : 111 / 312
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I think we all have a shadow side - this poem is a great expression of that. Good one Nil.
...I'll stay in my shadow's arm.
-Love how you ended this. Excellect write!
-Kelly.
I love it Nila, I do the same many times and the discoveries are endless from one to another what a bounty of gifts come. beautiful!
The light made shadow will cover your soul from the darkness.
In the day the shadow comes from the sun
In the night it comes from within
by day we see all the shadow has done
In a flame which side does one find the shadow in
Great poem. I like the title. Writers do pour out their illnesses in their writings. This is a typical one. Keeping pouring