This is dedicated to all my good friends in life,something i wrote just six,maybe seven months ago...
Shadows
Sweet ebriety of bliss,
absonant theatre life is,
absolution and antithesis
words and actions,
unknown gravities,
anoetic senses.
Before a crowd
and an ablazing stage
shining stars that glitter,
experiences march on,
life,hopes and ideals.
Masked men,
dispensable in a circle,
in blinders and guises,
some times premiers,
others supernumeraries.
Yet unknown fears
drill the heart
and the stage
betrays the end.
And when the lights are out,
when the crowd is gone,
and all
carrying luggage,
dreams and moments,
take the train
of oblivion,
just then you feel
the vicious circle
of fading stars.
Yet when the lights are out,
just know they'll be there,
all alone,
like shadows,
waiting,
without any light,
without any darkness.
