Everything And Everyone Are Merely Shadows

I see only shadows I see only pretty shadows I see only bad shadows I see myself as a pretty shadow I see my love as a sweet shadow I see the shadow itself as a shadow I see everything I touch as a shadow I feel everyone as a shadow I feel my pretty words turn into shadows I see the pretty moon as a pretty shadow I see the grains of sand as shadows I see the drops of rain as pretty shadows I see the pretty spikes of grains as shadows All the seas, all the rivers, all the pretty Fountains, all the trees, and all plants are shadows What happened to our pretty world? ! Everything and everyone are shadowy, Something's going on like this Life is big shadow All our pretty terms are merely shadows Shadows are everywhere and anywhere, It's a bad thing to feel only shadows Alas! Alas! What is this shadowy world? We're drowning in big shadows Shadows are chasing us everywhere Even the shadows' shadows are either bad shadows Or pretty shadows anytime, everywhere, and anywhere. ......................................................................I dedicate this poem to PRISCILLA ELL as a pretty poem with all flowers and roses of our pretty world. ......................................................................