The Shadow Of Shadow Poem by Fatima Nusairat

Like the willow leaves
Merely! runs forward.
Then soothingly or almost
the shadow of shadow
A distance in the dark
towards the road,
went to evanescence

Has been under
The sword's coughed,
Jumpy to: (the sudden violent death)

Right now!
Gently of life - shackled.
In smoothness, blessedness
and in the fragileness' sleeps!

Wearisome at his land!
Wanderer in his sea!
Exiled near the top of death!
And near his green hamlet -
lost his glory which -
(aged and perished) .