Our Circles

We have our circles

He told me, – of famous men in position

I smile and could see

How small he was

Every word has its antithesis

Every man has his shadow

Don’t make your shadow to dark

It might engulf you in the end

The Center

Freezing in the afternoon breeze

The setting sun changes the colour

Of the city giving an illusion of ancient

History that didn’t exist

The calm, slick atmosphere of the

Administrative building

So frustrating in its denial

And lack of a soul

Promises a future

That is doomed and fears

For it’s own shadow

I am that shadow

Lost life

I lost my life that day

When you told me

That you had taken

The decision that

Would change

Our life forever

Now I am just

A shadow

Eating, sleeping, walking

My life is just a shadow life

Meeting other shadows

No need to connect

When they pass by

Next to me on the streetSunset tree