Apr 2016
Shadows are fair-weathered
friends that mimic
you in clear sight
They are fickle things
-remnants of sin
mocking the
physicality of you
-the insufferable notion
Shadows are
keen things driven by
the rain and the
blues with its inevitable
silver lining...
friends that mimic
you in clear sight
They are fickle things
-remnants of sin
mocking the
physicality of you
-the insufferable notion
Shadows are
keen things driven by
the rain and the
blues with its inevitable
silver lining...
The Blues **** in every way...not the singing of it but the proverbial saddest that comes with it. But woe to thee that hath not seen its true nature...which is peace, depth, change and dare I not say, happiness.
