I am like a Ghost
Ensnared in this living world
left to roam and plague
for eternity,
cold and detached
watching the generations
throw their lives away,
carelessly destroying the planet
that God forged for them,
never knowing the pleasures of life, love and joy,
just the misery and evil
that continues to torment
a disarrayed and vanished soul
by adding to the irrational
torture and sorrow the wandering soul
is foreordained to
for all dimensions of time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I too, am like a ghost ensnared in this world, I can identify with what you are saying, especially the torment of life. Excellent write. Thank you for sharing, RoseAnn