Shadow
The evening creeps nearer, every shadow
Elongates and looks forever colder
And forever blacker,
sliding, slithering, leaping round every
curve and corner
drowns every light
suspiciously stretching
silently strange shapes emerge
like great monsters appearing and
disappearing in a strange mist
steadily sneaking like
lizards hunting for their
prey, known as light to us.
By Neil Thatcher
OMG, very nice right??? I like the last part, like the shadow hunting light. It really describes the poem nicely ;) Actually, there's one more poem in my exam paper that its really interesting. Maybe, you can go google it :D Its called 'Mummy, Oh Mummy' Very cute leh this poem. Haiz. Thats all for today. Will blog next time~!
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