The Shadow Poem by Baharak Barzin

The Shadow



there is a shadow coming to me
no flesh he hath, nor spirit
but he exists in depth of my bones
a storm is coming along with him
thundering in my cells
he rides on souls in depth of dark
making me sleepless in my tiny room
i can't break through his world
but he left my world in whole mess

Monday, September 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: ghost
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