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JB

In her own shadow.

In her own shadow she resides Afraid of what she would find out there Should she ever deviate from the safe and known How many countless moments has she already blown Because for the crippling fear of what is And not what should be, she hides Behind carefully constructed walls of defence Walls that over the years have become thick and strong In her own shadow she hides from all around her For she feels everything to deeply And knows the thoughts of others around her Emotion experienced so deeply and profoundly That to reside in her own shadow and hide Is the only option she is left with Otherwise she would surely perish From the level of contempt felt from people around her To feel to deeply is to open her soul to self destruction Is to expose her heart to more pain, to risk shattering The heart that has just begun to heal, to find solace In the shadow of who she once was For you see in her shadows, she is safe Safe from prying eyes and vindictive comments So forever shall she remain in her own shadow For her very sanity and well being depends on it There is one from whom she hides no longer And from those who she once shared her everything with She once again hides, defends and guards against them Whereas this one soul is linked, intertwined with hers Showing her the light within her shadow And letting her know that she is safe To reside within both his shadow so that she may venture out Under his close guidance and protection she is now placed To once again be cherished and protected To once again feel the care from another It is in his shadow she now resides until the time comes For her to cast all shadows aside And live once again in the full glaring light of life
— Feebie, Feb 16, 2009

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Region, Country: Gauteng, ZMB

Favorite Poets: Sylvia Plath, Robert Frost

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R.M.Shanmugam

17 years 3 months ago

a clasical write. it is the

a clasical write. it is the predicament not only woman but also man are caught in. so exaustively well written. shan
docmaverick

docmaverick

17 years 3 months ago

Feebs....

..."to open one's soul up to destruction...",is such a cleverly written line that I'm ashamed I had not thought of it ! L.O.L. All seriousness aside, this was a clear, precise, and creative piece...and truly a pleasure to read. My only complaint was that I wanted it to continue. But, alas...all GOOD things must come to an end. Look at both of my marriages ! Thank-you, again for the "pleasure". "til we text, again... #{:>{)}@==== docmaverick.
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Ink Dragon

17 years 3 months ago

Wow Feebie,

this one floored me! You write with so much emotional impact here. That makes me hope that your last line is true. May you live in the light, my friend! Yours, ~Nina P.S. please have a closer look again at stanza 3, l.2, where an "o" got lost somehow (to->too).
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Jillian Botha

17 years 3 months ago

Thank you all!

To say the least, the feedback you guys have given me on this piece has truly humbled me, thank you very much. It is a place i find myself now.....and hope to overcome soon. kind regards Feebie (Jill) Mistakes happen, do not dwell on them, live them, mourn them and move on to better things. (PS: if that does not work eat lots and lots of chocolate)