It's so cold
but everybody looks warm
I'm here
but nobody sees me
I reach out
but nobody feels me
I talk
but nobody hears me
everybody changes
but yet I stay the same
I am the ghost in your house
I am the noises in the night
I am what you will become
I am you
My ghost seems quite cheery but it does go bump in the night. Good write thanks for sharing BB: O)
Scary, I hope I don't have ghosts my house is over 100 years old. A lovely poem Dave.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's very nice to read you once again after a long time. This means something very different from what it is. In fact it a mystery as this comment of mine. I am you............................ I am what you have to become......