Passing Shadows
Locked and lost in present timesAway from all those cheerful chimes
As spirits that do pass in air
To waft around, some in despair
To walk abroad about the land
Like countless grains of desert sand
Thier shadows pass but seldom seen
Now hand in hand with natures green
Spirits, ghosts, have what you will
Pass amidst the living still
In search of what, who can tell
Seeking heaven, locked in hell
Ethreal spirits or imagination
Adrift in limbo, seeking reincarnation?
Strange tales told, what dreams they weave
Of long lost souls afraid to leave.
Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2006-01-04 at 13:31
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