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Pitch dark







A shadow has crept over my soul
Inching through my defences
Making me darkness herself
I wallow in grief over things lost
In the invisible bonfire
And try to survive on the warmth of embraces
Of kindred spirits
Only that it feels like a stranglehold
And I push them away with a
Weaponized tongue and my newfound strangeness
Friends and foes are all the same
Only difference is the name.
I burn through whatever light I get
Worried I might never see again
In haste I commit little crimes

And wallow once more again. 

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  1. A desperate time we spend in shadow, grasping for light. Worry seems only another fuel to the fire that creates such darkness. Your poem captures that duration before we can move.

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  2. I resonate with the pushing away of embraces when one is grieving and tends towards solitude. Especially empathize with the line "I wallow in grief at things lost". The human condition.

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  3. I can feel the fear and darkness here and yet an indefatigable spirit

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    1. Thank you. Feels great coming from my favorite poet :)

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  4. We are inundated with shadows. News feeds on darkness and we need to search every corner we can for light. May we grieve and build a better life for those we touch.

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  5. A raw look at human grief. Very nicely written! You captured feelings we all experience.

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  6. Friends and foes are all the same
    Only difference is the name.

    You got it right! It is a question of what nice things come from them. The nicer ones are from friends!

    Hank

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    1. Glad to know someone liked this line :P I was worried it sounds too lame

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  7. Such a raw and honest poem this is, Samyukhta!

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  8. Not for the light hearted. It's so intense!! Well written 🤗

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  9. I've felt this way before. You describe it well.

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  10. You've brilliantly captured grief, how one tends to push others away and prefers to wallow in shadows. Bless the kindred spirits, who continue to embrace!

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  11. I have been in this darkness and hope not to endure it again!

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  12. Your words are grief itself - raw and painful. And for some time (in grief), it seems like there will never be light again...
    Thank you for sharing.
    Anna :o]

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    1. Yes. But glad to inform you that now I'm currently revelling in light

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  13. When shadows creep over the soul, there is usually a way to find enough light to cause the shadows to recede. Usually...

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    1. Ah the eternal search for life is what keeps us human

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  14. I can feel the grappling in the darkness in your words. It is difficult to handle these emotions. All the very best to you.

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