Poems of Narad

Shadow-Self

A shadow-self, a doppelganger's ghost
Reflected in the mirror of my days
Pursues me now, illusionary host
Debauchee of sorrow my quest delays.

A stranger dwells within unknown to me
Flagellant and penitent of pain,
Questioning the spirit's right to be
The body's guide to an immortal reign.

Nothing do I see and nothing know.
O World whose beauty once so brightly shone
Reveal again the way, some light bestow
Before the shades are drawn and darkness grown

To vast dimensions swallowing the light,
My soul condemned to some eternal night.