Shadows Poem by Romesh De Silva

Shadows lurking, avoiding the sun’s violent, uncontrollable smirking
My mouth whispers loudly
Shapes in the distance made from skies, cloudy
Well-read tales of misfortune
These words taken lightly, the words I've written turn to fumes, when lit, they shine brightly
Stars sparkle to the beat of the moon’s drumming, moondance, acoustic strumming
Sing along to these songs, watch them squeeze into the space between right and wrong
Clenched eyes of emotional notes, face wrinkled, cheeks puffed, 'I feel alive', I sat, I wrote.