It's pure.. it's calm.. it's divine..
Nay.. this shadow ain't mine.
It's dark..
but it doesn't breathe the darkness inside.
It knows good from bad..
It gives itself away for the light.
It knows friends from foes..
It hides itself when the darkness is around.
Light is what made it exist..
By light only it loves to be bound.
It feels guilty for the darkness that exists within
So it never looks the sun in its eye.
And while I enjoy the rain falling on my head
It tries ablution in the water accumulating by.
It's pure.. it's calm.. it's divine..
Nah.. nay.. this shadow ain't mine.
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June 15, 2007
Posted by ..
Vik
. at
2:32 PM
