The Shadow

Who is wondering that I’m wonder who this silky shadow stands for walking moments where are they going guarding secrets in the end I am going they don’t let me And I’ll never get back home My heart is striking in the deep of the chest Following the river of blood Walk me more! It\'s so late I do not care anymore Dear moments where they’re going It\'s so dark it makes me crazy and it’s hard …So much illusions Please forgive me Unique Mother that I mess such pretty ways How they fall all in my way the saddest drops of sanding rain All the snow for now on troubles My both eyes with troubled sky I still wonder in my way Why they couldn’t keep to stay Each of them is clean and melted Stepping around me with their wings It’s a lonely, sadly hour, All alone the shadow’s firing Doesn’t fear me now she’s heavy, Still in my chest, Still without her pair Death is walking slow, invidious, Youth is murmuring but growing All outside she gets for bagging Heavy misty daring night There she plays down in the evening, Sadder shadow, lonely hour And beneath the greatest skies My heart, lonely, purely, dies Who is walking with the dead ones? Who I’m wonder fearless stands Who’s the shadow that’s still asking What she came for, Where is she going? Breathless way Could desperation There are walking By the walls Pairs and pairs All of them have ears and they are listening What the winded whispers tell I will let them dance and joking Dirt desires become painted Heavily watching Thinly watching Knighted shadows are holding on slow They are all in silent hours Stranger thoughts some of them new Who I’m wonder is still walking Still alone and still not shaking Who I’m wonder still will be All the night the blackness of moment Who I’m wonder Is waiting for them more Red heart flies with firing wings Straight my pain again, with pain It is healed again in vain And it’s morning after morning Ice through ice My eyes could die Who I’m wonder likes to travel Who has no rest hunting the night It’s no more a heavy question If they all are unspoken thoughts The sweetest night embraces them One new night for all of them Every dream is only a half One sweet leaf is floating lonely in the air of morning rain Rising death it’s moving closely With her hair of troubled water She is thirsty And I’m shadow Little old And yet not taken…