Allen Steble

(20/04/1987)

(Whispers from a shadow)


Whispers from a shadow
follow me through the street
shades of light from the moon's glow
follow my wiery feet
whispers from all around
quiet voices without a sound
footsteps following me
from people my eyes cannot see

Wherever i go
voices i do not know
wherever i go
whispers from a shadow

Whispers from a dark place
invade my open mind
from strangers with no face
deaf, mute and blind
whispers from far and near
filling my listening ears
glaring eyes following me
from the branches of broken trees

Wherever i go
voices i do not know
wherever i go
whispers from a shadow

whispers from the shade of night
swallowed into my brain
whispers from the left and right
whispers from the sidewalk drain
wherever i go
voices i do not know
wherever i go
i hear whispers
Whispers from a shadow!

Submitted: Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Edited: Friday, May 03, 2013

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  • Muhammad Ali (12/24/2013 12:37:00 PM)

    dear poet.
    one day, i hope, you (or i) will see the face of the shadow. i hope that it will be you (or me) .
    that day you will have next part of this poem for us.
    i really love your art. peace. (Report) Reply

  • marvin brato (9/19/2013 4:26:00 AM)

    Like conscience, a shadow keeps whispering! Stay on bright light above you to hide silence the shadow! (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (5/14/2013 10:10:00 PM)

    A shadow goes wherever you go. it can't detach itself away from you.
    It's a silent partner that always lurks in from or behind you. Thanks for
    sharing a very intriguing poem. (Report) Reply

  • Ace Of Black Hearts (5/7/2013 10:24:00 PM)

    A shadow marches to its own drum, yet a slave it becomes. It can not escape, nor can you.
    Disappearing among the pitch dark night. Only to be found following in the daylight. It's a struggle for it to own itself. Forever attached, whether it be at the hand or feet. On the eye of the horizon it does meet. Excellent Poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rehana Nazli (5/2/2010 9:58:00 AM)

    Words that we exchange, prayers and compliments that we give and take, promises that we make, follow us everywhere. I wonder what do your whisper say? thanks for sharing a poignant poem. (Report) Reply

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