Ghost Legend Poems

I'm unable to enjoy a day as today.
It's always been away;
A failure to attain the void
In the mind's pathways.
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Paradise is not all it seems.
There are limits in who breathes its breeze.
These buildings don't belong here;
A few tourists don't see our fear.
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My apologies to you, Rose,
For misunderstanding
Where we were to go
Or what would happen.
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Why are women Geisha?
No, not in a white mask,
But in their breath and past?
What a confusing behavior!
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Our land has become Death's brothel—
Collection of soft hands and hardened muzzles.
Lives canned to display strength or gain muscle,
Splattering remains in joyous, endless tussles.
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She's quite unique:
Always heard, but never seen.
They don't appreciate her beauty—
Particular in the features they seek.
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I am lost in the memory
Between what was, what could be,
And what is.
A situation impossible to fix:
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I used to speak with an apple tree—
She was ready to please.
It was time for her fruits to be
Eaten in Thanksgiving.
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You won't receive anything from me,
So stare—I don't care.
Your visions are incomplete.
Go ahead and gossip down hallway stairs.
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I had a dream I slept in seams,
And my life was given away.
Strangest part was how I beamed,
Until noticing how far I'd strayed.
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