THE BLEEDING PEN ANTHOLOGY 28
^SORROW FROM SHADOW^
^ PHASE TWO^
Life is just a tale
That I’ll never understand,
The past was just my Achilles heel
It was chasing me unrelenting.
Gong heard in east is not your hiccup.
Careless soul will take curiosity up
till it victim of fallacy and delusion
neglect shadows in beautiful impressions.
Hey thee shadow!
Why you shadowing me
and placed me as a murderer
for a crime?
I see the lad owning a house
Putting on dazzling skirt and blouse
Not knowing the shadow I see is a sweet pain
They were using what they gave to gain
He sought after female – pleasure
Then they took from him is earned treasure
He sought after authority and power
And fell like a man from a tower
Think of love-life;sorrow was not meant to laugh-last,
Who will tender my history? Life in sorrow;makes me shivering,
Like i should collapse, or vanish-time,
I play-words;in a desert of honor.
The shadow behind me was full of atrocities
I’d committed crimes, I’d never be convict of
Now the shadow haunts me
Making up a pile of sorrowful shadow.
Work alone with only your shadow
lest others spell out your sorrow.
There are sorrows from shadow there.
So paint that which seem right and dear.
It lured me into temptation
Oh!Sorrow from shadow.
Sorrow from the shadow
Paining into my bone marrow
From afar I see smiling and laughing
Knoweth not that behind the close door there’s crying
This is the conclusion of the matter
Fear God and make Him your Father
This is the duty of every mankind
Then you will receive mercy of no kind
Shadow! Let me be-grown,
Our sweetness is carried away by your sorrowful-tears,
Let depart from one-another,
And let peace rest in my shadow-laps.
^PRINCE JOE ^
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