Sometimes I am tired
Of my shadow.
When I was born, he was
Also born with me.
I have come to know
The secrets of the Dark.
Shadows are strangers-
Once I told.
My shadows follow me
Everywhere.
I speak, I listen
I sleep ,I dream but
They are indifferent..
I can’t get rid of them,
I can’t win them,
I am tired of my shadows
Sometimes and
Time & again…