Shadow

I have been through a really turbulent phase not so long ago. And reminscences of it still come to haunt me from time to time. Times are getting better though and better things are on their way to me, but today, while sifting through various CDs, I came across some stuff I used to write in that time and this one thing I wrote during that era. God knows in what state of ming I ever managed to write this, but this is something from the dark age.

===========================================

Since the ages unknown,
A shadow has been walking in the woods
Some say he was buried alive
Some say He died in a plague outburst.

Since the ages unknown
A shadow has been wandering at the moor.
Looking for the traces of his scary past,
Like something is hidden or buried there,
God knows what he is looking for.

The truth is,
he is a ghost.
He still trawls the sea in night,
looking for its hidden jewels & unfulfilled wishes.
He protects the lost ships from sinking;
He sails them home safe in the hurricanes,
strong & stubborn.

He just stands there with a lantern,
like a lighthouse,
watching out for the coming storms.
He just keeps on walking,
Without expecting anything in return,
He is just a shadow,
waiting for his fate unknown.

He believes,
Someday there will be a time
when peace will walk his way.
He will also be escorted to his new home,
Someplace where he will rest in peace & watch the white moon glow.

Till that day,
He has vowed,
To be good,
than be an evil;
And make things good,
That earlier he couldn't.