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A shadow of me.

Updated on September 14, 2011
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Some things falling deep into the hole of eating earth.

Everyone running back into time.

The hidden consciousness of our hands only to watch the lost moments gone. It has eyes but only to be a kept a secret from us. The plunging nature of all the universal things is far away from the cry of a sunshine child. It tends to grow more on us. A shadow of me keeps a bitter memory of all the things fallen into it.

Some things falling deep into the hole of eating earth.

Everyone running back into time.


The blind darkness slanting another plan. It is looking at the shadow of mine as another crime. The propensity of falling for images we have once found a glimpse of. The blind darkness falling over my hands to cover the truth from keeping a strong hold of. It is going to rob my hands off of any vision, of any feeling to gaze at. A peaceful gathering of joy and fear.

It is like 'the fear to be gone and joy to be mine.'

Catching me inside, catching me outside! The dark blindness takes every dark shadow or color black as its own native.

A shadow of me, but not me. A shadow of me, all light but no darkness. This dusky color of my feelings turn into grey shadows when the night falls. It follows but never falls over the head. A shadow of me, it has left now.

Some things falling deep into the hole of eating earth.

Everyone running back into time.

A shadow remains the only living particle (of me) which carries no shape of one person but a similar identity of everyone, the same.

Even if this end was decided long ago when a shadow of me knew that this day would come of death and dying silently, the sleuth and the sly, this end was not decided upon just by the dark blindness.

A shadow of me, it has left now.

Some things falling deep into the hole of eating earth.

Everyone running back into time.

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    • x2x3 profile image

      x2x3 5 years ago

      Dark:) nice wordings

      welcome to hubpages

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      Rajan Dhir 5 years ago from Delhi, India

      Thank you x2x3.

      I appreciate your sense of support.

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      lavender3957 5 years ago

      I like this hub very much.Sounds like a time with me. Nice

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      Rajan Dhir 5 years ago from Delhi, India

      Thank you lavender3957.

      It is like that I'm felling the joy of words written here by you. Once again i'm deeply motivated here!

      God Bless.

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      ExoticHippieQueen 5 years ago

      Very profound. I especially liked "This dusky color of my feelings turn into grey shadows.....". This is a deep poem, some of which may only be clear to you, but enjoyable to read through. Voted up and awesome!

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      luisj305 5 years ago from Florida

      Wow.Really enjoyed this one.

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      Rajan Dhir 5 years ago from Delhi, India

      I am deeply touched by each and every one of you. The love showered is another dimension putting our belief back in the theory that how closely we are connected to one another on a broader level.

      Thank you ExoticHippieQueen.

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      Rajan Dhir 5 years ago from Delhi, India

      Thank you luisj305.

      Your support means much more. I'm obliged that you have taken some time to sit, read and write about it.

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