The Enemy of Time

[ShadowsCool]

Sunshine was brutal that day
It came around one too many times.
Often I surmised it be better to leave the darkness alone,
Untouched in its own skin;
Than to shine the light
On the hanging that took place
On a rope that left the shadow
On the doorway white.

Where now does one go?
Placed into the arms of tomorrow,
Empty even though
Life goes on all around,
With celebrations and gaity.
Yet I ponder what took place
On a day that should never have broken,
That should have left my shadow alone.
But time has a will to carry on
To lend its misery,
To ponder my own pain.

[beautiful_heart]

Michael as usual, your poem is easy to understand and no doubt beautiful. I like the lines:

"Often I surmised it be better to leave the darkness alone,
Untouched in its own skin;
Than to shine the light
On the hanging that took place
On a rope that left the shadow
On the doorway white."


They are awesome. :-)

[hillwalker]

You're improving - this is one of your best.

H

[ShadowsCool]

Amrita: Thank you so kindly for your beautiful remark. I'm always glad when you read my poetry.

Hillwalker: Coming from you that means a lot. I just wrote this yesterday. I thought about some of the things you've been saying. Trying to keep it simple, yet allow the reader to feel what your saying as opposed to the fancy expressions. I know a few lines can be spiffed up, but thanks.