Erebus- Varnika Jain


Light and dark.

One loved,

The other feared.

But it is the presence of both together

That gives rise to shadows.

Flickering, fluttering, floating, flashing,

An image in your own likeness.

Isn’t that what we are to the gods?

Mere shadows.

Mere shadows?

Deemed worthy to walk their favourite, earth.

I think shadows are underappreciated.

Those lovely forms of silhouettes.

They downplay our happiness so as to not spurn the ones less fortunate,

And hide all our sadness in their flowing depths.

They’re neutral.

They’re kind.

They’re downright divine.

The next time I feel like searching for myself

Or within myself

I’ll look towards my shadow.

Now I know why I’ve always found Erebus,

To be the most intriguing corner of hell.

Varnika Jain is prone to having verbal epiphanies in the midst of all the cacophony surrounding her life.  She is a voracious reader, vociferous eater and a vehemently passionate writer. You can read more of her writing at Moonlighting Scrivener where you can find her changing the world, one word at a time.