Following Its Way Poem by Ketan Hukare

Once I had a shadow of my own
Which loved following my way.
It used to stay with me
Every minute of every day.

We used to roam together everywhere
For it was my best friend indeed.
With no question it followed
My every wish and every creed.

But once I was stuck in a prison
And it waited for me all day!
Poor of me, I didn't dare to come out.
Now its gone! Where? Which way?

What am I doing now? What to say?
Doing nothing but following its way! !