The shadow that cries,
Only indicate how painful and bad
This world could tell lies…………..
Even when he stretched forwards his arms,
For comfort, for resort.
The body stands to take his leave,
But, only the shadow stays.
The shadow that flies,
Only want to make the ground
His own sky,
Fill green with so much gas.
Even when most heart is broken,
Into pieces like the glass.
He’s ever ready.
Ready to lift the soil above head.
In his pains, he’s still very much willing to share,
Even when the body starts to fear,
Only the shadow stays.
The shadow that tries,
Shows he’s ever conscious of the ticking time.
When accused of the crime,
He never cried, he smiles…
He does things aright.
Very! Very! ! Right.
But even when the body sees him
As the darkest night.
Yet, … the shadow stays.
He has no friend,
Always wanting a friend.
He never pretends,
In him, you can always depend,
Why? Cos, he ll stick with you till the end.
The shadow,
Only the shadow stays,
When all is gone away.
Written by
Pickzone007
a.k.a De_Cruxifixion.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem