Shadow (an original poetry)
Dark clouds and thunders
A Pile of clothes turn ghost
An eye that sees fear
Feeble and cowardly mind
Hiding from the unseen.
The son of the shadows
Runs from his own reflection
He fears the black figure
"A hideous monster" he cries,
"Save me" he laments.
A shamed soul curses
The dark cloud smiles
Roars and silent screams
A defeated spirit
Succumbed to a corner.
Cracks on a mirror
The son of shadows stands
A broken image appears
The reflection of a monster
Who hunts himself at night.
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