Poem: Shadow and Darkness

How often do we spot a blot on a clean white sheet? Most often. Imagine how our minds are conditioned to look at shadows and darkness than the light and glow of people. This poem I wrote is a battle between conditioned perspectives and objective points of view.


Image by Briam Cute from Pixabay

In the candlelight, I searched for shadows
I was still, mine danced along with the flickers
The truth is still while the illusion dances
longer and distorted, left and right

At the heart of the flame all yellow and blue
A dancing shadow, dark, sinister but small
Deep in its heart, little it moved
Slowly and steadily, it dawned on me all.

Tough questions, but simple answers in my mind
Dark inside, yet if your actions are kind
All that matters is the light you shine
And look at me, not shadows mine.

~Ashok Subramanian © 2022



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Ashok Subramanian

A poetic mind. Imagines characters, plots. Loves Philosophy, Literature and Science. Poetry-Short Stories-Novels- Poetry Reviews-Book Reviews