There he stands
On the
outskirts of my mind
Wandering about
Lost in thought
He stops a
moment
And I hide away
It feels as if
He senses my
presence
I see him look
around
Shake his head
and keep on walking
I watch him in
silence
This mystery
man
Why does he
linger
In the recesses
of my mind?
What does he
mean to me?
Why do I need
to know more?
Is he a
guardian angel?
Or perhaps the
bearer of bad news…?
Why does he
stare?
Why doesn’t he
come closer?
Why does he
roam
On the very
edge
Of this abyss
That is my
mind?
A haunting
memory…
A remembered
fear…
An inexplicable
feeling
Of overwhelming
apprehension…
The need within
me builds
I reach out to
him
A gentle tap on
his shoulder
He slowly turns
to me
The image
shatters
~Shamshaad~
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