The times of a ghost are always sad
Whoever met a happy ghost are now dead
The fleeting moments of illusion
Take form yet not of matter
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Wearing their favourite dresses Float in time without faces In deep thoughts of past times In sadness they have made home- - - - night, paranormal ways. psychological aspects in this poem. Ghost walking in our own self. pain, suffering. we live with so many ghosts.. thank u for this very revealing poem. tony
Really an imaginative piece of poetry written in persuasive poetic expressions with conviction. A beautiful work of art. Thanks for sharing, Purbesh.