Looking past the shadow
Created by the dew
His soul
Was set on a new mission.
This would be different,
He thought
This would be real.
Alas,
I found myself,
Following him
Throughout his delusions,
Trying to tell him-
“Reality
Was always only
A word!!”
Your poetry is amazing. Poetry for love is always a pleasure to read. Hard to know what we need. Time is the true test.
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Thanks John for expressing what you felt. Words, especially poems are open to interpretations, as you did for this one. I didn’t write it with romance on mind, but in the magical world, even shadow can live a life far superior than their living self, and even feel romantic towards their physical representation. Thanks for opening my eyes towards a newer meaning.
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You are welcome.
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