Spooky Shadow
Pravat Kumar Mandal
On a silent moonlit midnight
Through the open barren field
We walked holding each other tight.
The black shadow made our mouths sealed.
The shape was constantly changing
Sometimes getting small, sometimes large
Sometimes still, sometimes tottering
And we're stunned to a single marge.
What sign it signalled, ominous
Or something future promising.
We hardly believed, it's obvious
We all stared so that nothing missing.
The smoky shadow disappeared
Gradually into the air.
We slowly moved to our homeward
The creepy feeling still we bear.
09/10/2020
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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