Shadows. Poem by Peter Vealey

Shadows.



Shadows,
Catch my eye.
I am near the
Peak of my being,
In this world.
Believe it or not.
Of course you weren`t,
Here to,
Sing for my supper
Of forgiveness.
Shadows,
Of former lovers.
Play tricks,
On me.
Not the person,
You ever wanted to bet on,
Shadows.
Watch out, watch out!
They are here!

Wednesday, September 16, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: existence
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Peter Vealey

Peter Vealey

Hertfordshire
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