Shadow
On inattentiveness
Still startles his shadow,
My shadow!
Like a sudden loud wind
Knocking on the memory wall
A cool heavy sadness
Falling down above --
Woman’s lips used to
Spoke the wind!
With anxious I walk,
Along with myself
In panic I felt --
I am no one!
I urge footsteps
While I am looking back,
Towards the river
Pondering not in the water
Not in me!
But, what the shadow thinks
While he is going
Where no one knows!
Written by © Fatima Nusairat
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