In the daunting light of the moon,
a spirit stands in my room.
his story lies within the past,
just outer reach of my grasp.
another soul stands in my room,
her face is covered by the gloom.
i hear her cry while i sleep,
her tears slip in to all my dreams
there's one more ghost i mustn't forget,
and she is me in all my regret..
In all my regret, very good poem, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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her tears slip in to all my dreams there's one more ghost i mustn't forget, and she is me in all my regret.. beautiful presentation...... very fine story of Ghost and finally seeing it in one's own self....... thank you dear poetess. tony