For a while now
he’s been lost
Never knowing which
path to cross
A distorted vision
he now sees
Chasing shadows
he know believes
All he wishes is
for peace and quiet
But in his head
a full on riot
Escalating into
a war
He wonders what
his life is for?
Chasing shadows is
all he’s done
With every years
rising sun
Lost his way
many times
Will fate and destiny
ever be kind?
Published by
Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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It’s as if you are talking to me in this poem, its really amazing.. i find myself chasing shadows many a time as well..
I’m humbled that you think this way. We all chase shadows some point in our lives. Glad you liked it.