THE MYSTERY OF SHADOW                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             As the glare of the sun reached  my side                                                                             
                                        I could hear the river slide....                                                                                                                                                                                                                       Quickly I woke up and looked beside
                                                                                                                                                                          But like  a mystery  it did hide!




                                       Then I opened the door of my room
                                       
                                      Lullabies of nature came running soon

                                      Terrible thoughts of my childhood bloom

                                      That made me cry soon......

                                         
                                     

                                      On the way to my school

                                       I could see a pool....

                                      The water of the river made me cool

                                      Then I realized ,the mystery was with me, like my soul!


                                     
                                        As I walked up above I could hear,

                                        The sounds of my colleagues come  near

                                        it was rather pretty and mere

                                        Realizing the fact, I stood still there......

                               

                                          The hours slipped and the bell rang

                                          Farewell song was sung

                                          The bag of the students on their shoulders hung

                                          All of them left as soon as they can.



                                           The piled up works made me late

                                           And such days I hate

                                           Believing that it was my fate

                                           Shivered in the secrets of that night.




                                             Then I walked across the street

                                             And I could find no heart beat

                                            complaining to my own thought,

                                            believing that it was my fate.



                                          The street light gave me panic

                                          made me remember the mystery.

                                          Being lonely is the most miserable thing

                                          And I realized that mystery was with me always

                                          hidden in the secrets of night

                                          It is none other than my"SHADOW".

                                                                                                  STEPHY MOL JOY