When Shadows Reappear Comments
In the darkness of my nights
Shadows seek shelter.
When darkness descends
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Like the nightmare you hold, never an escape, you just have to open your curtains to find another. Very nicely written.
Need of the hour, as everywhere bloodbath and terrorism is in the upper hand, wonderful depiction of violence, when is the dawn.? ..Thanks dear poet
Powerful work. How beautifully you have depicted violence through the imagery of shadows n darkness. Its a work par class.10
Hi Nosheen, Thank you for such expressive appreciation. A crime against the innocents, man woman or child, haunts us for days! renders our days darker. I am happy that a natural poet like NI could relate to the poem easily. Thank you Nosheen for spending your valuable for me. Obliged.
tHIS POEM GOT UNDER MY SKIN, AS WE SAY IN eNGLISH TO DESCRIBE AN EXPERIENCE ONLY PARTIALLY UNDERSTOOD WHICH NONTHELESS HAUNTS US WITH ITS ALMOST UNDERGROUND POWER - Your comment below: THERE IS NO ESCAPE, HATRED SURVIVES EVERYTHING is deeply moving. I can only hope and hope and hope the good will prevail in the end.
Thank you Daniel, for sharing my anguish; for reading the poem; for offering the comment. Thanks.
An insightful depiction of unending circle of nightmares - bunch of sinister shadows that keep the mind in perpetual captivity, well articulated and nicely penned in good poetic diction with conviction. Thanks for sharing Unnikrishnan.
Hi Chinedu, Thank you very much for reading the poem and offering your comment. And your invaluable comments make me understand my own words in a better way. When I read the poem again, I am proud of myself and humbly bow your extremely poetic words and deep understanding of poetry. You make me humble Chinedu. And Thank you once again.
Memories of some past event- -some fear- - -shadows- - come to grip the mind. There is a play of hope and despair.- - - 'When night withdraws Shadows of the dream reappear And I wake into their cacophony Dawn dawns hesitantly Much later'
Thank you Bharati, for reading the poem and posting a nice comment. This poem was penned after Mumbai 26/11. In today's world reigned by violence, the shadows of the violence which followed the partition in 1947 reappear. There is no escape. Hatred survives everything. Although this poem was written much before the Delhi Nirbhaya incident, I am horrified at a similar extreme violence occurred in my neighbourhood in Kerala about 15 days back. Can we just console ourselves that Violence is universal; there is more violence out there than what you find in India? Some kind of brotherhood should happen to reach out to the perpetrators of the violence. Some precaution to reach out to children so that they stay away from violence and start loving one-another, learn to respect the freedom of faith and expression others.
Dear, reading it I see a beautiful garden in semidark at dawn and cacophony is as in half a sleep.
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8/2/2025 7:00:59 AM # 1.0.0
Here again. And still this poems whispers to me. It never loses any of its impact, any of its dark shadows. If only the human race would whole-heartedly work together to eradicate the evils that are spewed on life from the diseased souls and misshapen hearts. The only way I see to eradicate them is to stop teaching them to our children through our actions or our lack of actions. It's probably trite- but love and kindness in every interaction with our fellow man is the only way I can see to interrupt, detrain, and kill off the cycle.