Ghosts - The Watcher Poem by Paul Warren
Ghosts - The Watcher
The day has been long
And I need to rest my head
I'll just sit whilst I hear this song
Just close my eyes I feel dead
It doesn't seem that long
Since I sat down here
The shadows change and are gone
Strangers I see and I don't fear
But I can't make them go
Or even make them hear my cry
So I will wait and if again they come
I'll raise hell to them as they run by!
© Paul Warren Poetry
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4/19/2024 2:03:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This poem has a haunting feel to it which finally reveals itself in the last few lines. there are a lot of ghosts out there. i'l watch out as they watch me. - thats scary