The Shadows Of Imagination Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

The Shadow Of Imagination

Eventually,
The wheels, the days, the flowers, goes away,

The sun of whom you kowtowed, everyday,
Give blessed that you are alive,

The nights, youcried with your sad stories,
But turned to another page the next morning,

Giving a resemblance, that all in nature is the same as before,
The earth and its samplings of stars, and the weather,

The food on the table, the exotic fruit a night's delicacy,

The punctual calls of nature,

Even in the subsequent introspections,

Became a blurred vision,
Disappeared with no semblance of a recall,

And you are blind in ways, you were indoubt of their presence before because of your dimming visions,

As quitely as you close your eyes and learned to sleep.

You are promising maybe you could do somevanishings,

You werent there in the first place,
Just a shadow of your immagination.