shadows by anelelphantcant
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we fear our shadows are but ghosts
of who we are and were
they follow us where’er we walk
remind us why we’re there
these shadows are the things we did
the needless hurt we caused
the shadows of the pain we felt
and of the loves we lost
these ghosts are almost tangible
but strangely out of reach
they move beyond our aching hearts
inhibiting our speech
we glimpse them now when we are sad
when guilt must blind our eyes
we know the ghosts are our own selves
the ones we most despise
anelephantcant 
Interesting on Elephant. Shadows or ghosts of the pass, whom we glimpse when we’re sad. Signs of failures, lost loves, people wechurt,pain we cost. Honestly, we just have to forgive ourselves someday. The shadows make us who we are today. And building someone stronger takes a lot of pain. When we ask for forgiveness God gives it. But also, sometimes we must take apologies from others who hurt us, when they are never really given, so we can lose our shadows.
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AnElephant sometimes stumbles upon something deep in his writing.
He is happy that lovely Amanda found things to ponder.
A poem that provokes thought has achieved its goal.
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I agree with you Elephant. And all your stories/poems make me ponder 🙂
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Woww!
Its very very true!
Such a nice craft 😀
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Thank you, Being, AnElephant welcomes you and your kind words.
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🙂 🙂
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Dear Elephant,
Haunting and true. Beautifully written.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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AnElephant thanks Rochelle once again for her tender and supportive comments.
He agrees that, after a certain age, we all have ghosts to live with and, perhaps, to be tormented by.
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