SHALLOW SHADOW
Light casted darkness
The reality of our illusive fate
Power of the amaranthine lone son of the day
That which shall penetrate all dimensions
Might of mother Earth and her sisters infer not exclusion
from fluidic tail though detached in space
Owned by the day but inhumed by the sun
In all absence, thy mien art imminent
Do death possess thee? Aye!
Deep sorrow art thy in thus form
Where are thou in ghostly possession?
Or thou art ghost itself?
Bound to this plane and soggy speed by life
The primary mystery of existence.
©Dauda Onawola
IG d.phinix
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