Shadowed Rhythms of Sun and Dusk

Beneath the sun where shadows play,
Silhouettes whisper, secrets at bay.
In daylight's fierce dance,
My shadow, a chance,
To befriend in the sun's fiery display.

As dusk unfolds with a wicked sheen,
Twilight's stage, shadows convene.
In the dance of the night,
My shadow takes flight,
A sinister scheme, a shadowy scene.

In daylight's grasp, stories distort,
Shadows cavort, a mysterious cohort.
Dusk unveils its shroud,
A cunning, dark crowd,
On Twilight's screen, a clandestine fort.

Sinewy muscles coil with tension,
Ignition's key, a dark apprehension.
Psychopathic verses in the aftermath,
Lashing shadows, a wicked laugh.
Triggered by twilight, a macabre ascension.

In shadows, darkness grows mean,
Bars like shadows in a rhythmic sheen.
A silent battleground,
Where echoes resound,
No stamp needed, just shadows unseen.