Spirits roaming free, with untold secrets
Seeking answers how to re enter to exist
Love turned into failed dreams
Grievance and yearnings of the dear departed
Wander aimlessly to feel, what we forgot
Grinning faces beyond expectations
With scary noises, in the gentle dark nights
The lonely broken solitude spirits
Like nameless tricksters, the fear for all
They call it by various names like
Ghosts, imps, witches, ogres, demons and devils
But the sadistic mind cross all levels
As people are scary, haunting and tormenting
The self image and fight between evil and good.
Hi Saraswathy, Grinning faces beyond expectations is an exquisite expression, which shows how distant mentally is the poet from the crowd surrounding her. Solitude, broken spirits, Yes!
Thanks dear poet, some times far from the maddening crowd, in a lonely world, sometimes solitude is a bliss or curse, it matters the individual, welcome again for ur valuable comments
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Like nameless tricksters! ! Thanks for sharing.
Thanks dear EKL! For reading all my poems and encouraging with positive comments, welcome dear