
I wait eagerly
for absolute darkness
to lose my shadow
it troubles me to
feel its presence
grow, then diminish,
but not disappear
I grow weary of its company
walking close
beside me, before me,
behind me
an appendage that
speaks its own
language
formidable in
eloquence,
eerily chained to
my heels.
© Neetu Malik

long shadows
the afternoon s t r e t c h e s us
on the sidewalks
holding hands
but when dusk falls
and we vanish
into a shadowless world
what will remain of us?
© Neetu Malik

She plays with shadows
twirling them with her fingers
making shapes she doesn’t
understand though
they are
but shadows, they dance–
she is too rapt in
their movements to realize
the choreography is in
her hands.
© Neetu Malik
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