Poem

Death has its own shadow
From which we borrow time
While knowing in full entirety
It itself is following mine

A boy once walked alone at night
nearer than what he wanted-

While whispering to the wind,
‘Death follows its own shadow’

-M. Taggart

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13 thoughts on “Poem

  1. I loved the first two lines.

    By the way, I saw a poem of yours the other day in the poem tag feed and I wondered whatever happened to you in my personal feed. 🤷‍♀️ Unless you stopped writing for a time I blame WordPress glitches

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