Exorcizing My Ghost Poem by menash mohan shrestha

With a view to snatching away my memories.
The ghost has been haunting my mind.
Backward through the same maze.
I set off until every step is negated.
Until the ghost is exorcized.
There were mountains in my words.
She was never fit to climb.
And running away from the deep valley of my silence.
To be trappd in the cellar of the ghost.
And never had I had a lover.
Just a masquerade 6¤7 that lasted long enough.
Now I should forget her disguises.
With the nostrum of the nurse who is taking an eternity.