The Play was light and shadows.
Made me think of death and life.
I was single in realities.
In my head she was my wife.
There’s a beauty in the seeing.
There’s a wisdom in this pain.
That I can know and leave behind.
And not look back again.

The Play was light and shadows.
Made me think of death and life.
I was single in realities.
In my head she was my wife.
There’s a beauty in the seeing.
There’s a wisdom in this pain.
That I can know and leave behind.
And not look back again.

This poem is a beautifully introspective reflection on the interplay of life, death, and the human mind. The imagery of “light and shadows” immediately sets a contemplative tone, while the personal juxtaposition of reality and imagination adds emotional depth. The lines convey both the poignancy of longing and the quiet strength of acceptance, culminating in a sense of release and wisdom. Its brevity enhances its impact, leaving the reader with a lingering sense of reflection and emotional resonance.
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