Why are shadows always considered
as something - negative or dark
or ‘ not pleasant enough ’ ?
Why the word ‘ shadow ’ is always used
to designate something inauspicious ?
Why though , because to me ,
just as broken things are beautiful ,
shadows are those silent silhouettes
that always stay with you
no matter where you go ;
why are they not acknowledged for their ever remaining presence
when they still stay ?
They stay and take all the negativity
on themselves like a selfless fragment
of one’s soul ;
does not a shadow remind you of your presence in this world ?
Does it not overpower your existence ?
I think , shadows are fascinating stuff because . . because ,
his silhouette is the brightest shadow ever . .
but then again ,
shadows are never bright , are they ?
They’re indeed illustrated outlines filled with the darkest shade of all shades - black ;
shadows can never be bright ,
but his silhouette is ,
his silhouette is the brightest indeed ,
because just as there’s nothing like a
‘ bright shadow ’ ,
there’s no one like him .