Like A Ghost In The Dark Poem by Cristita Mabilen
Like A Ghost In The Dark
T'was late evening but it seemed
Early morning before sunrise.
The world before me was bright as day
Yet quiet as the grave at midnight.
I strolled around since sleep and peace
Had been so unfriendly.
My heart was heavy and broken;
For no matter how I tried
To dissolve them in the sea of oblivion,
Memories of you kept coming back
Haunting me like a ghost in the dark.
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4/25/2024 8:39:45 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Such a nice start, Cristina Mabilen. Read my poem, Love and L u s t. Thanks.