GHOST OF YOU
Eyes glimpsing
Through slits on a fake screen.
Radiating interest,
Creating this mess.
Me trying to look my best,
Me trying to impress
A fake cloud thinking of you.
A fake wave mislead me to who
Has been nothing
But a ghost of you.
Awkward, unnecessary, idiotic
And my mind chaotic,
Holding onto the belief:
Hidden as a thief
You would still partly care,
Only stare.
But still stare…
Mind racing as a mad horse
Forcing our river to change its course,
To listen to my stupid thought.
Empty bags I bought
Wanting it to be you, truth be told:
Awkwardly peeking into my little artificial world.
A fake cloud thinking of you.
A fake wave mislead me to who
Has been nothing but a ghost of you.
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Wow BENEDETTA!!...this is a brilliant poetic reminiscence!!…...Every word contributing to the pulsating heartbeat of this VERY well crafted piece of poetic prose...….you have a marvelous sense of rhythm and timing which becomes more evident when you read this poem aloud!!…...ALL STARS!!….well done dear poet sister....and......WELCOME to COSMO!!…..LOVE & ROCKETS!!…….T xo : )
Wow, thank you! I am very much flattered and quite speechless haha. Thank you.Â
-Ben :)
Oh I love this! This has been so well written! This is classy poetry. Well done and thank you for posting. I've pinned this because I will want to read again and again. Brilliant poem ??? x
Thank you so, so much. You couldn’t have painted a brighter smile on my face haha.Â
Thank you,
-Ben :)
" Beware of what has passed. " It, can come back....to, haunt you. In, the end, you must see what is real, and what is not. For sake of sanity as well as desire for the " ugly spud " manifestation, or " Affectionate Apparition " !!
LIVE, TO BREATHE. LIVE, TO PLANT " SEED " ? It, is up to you, to realize what is allowed to affect, you. And, what isn't ! Take care of the present, and the passed, and the " thirst " take care of themselves. HUNGER FOR A FUTURE. To, enjoy now, again. Do not waive your right, to make more, of yourself. Than ever thought possible. In ANY WAY ?
:) :)
LOVE, TO LIVE. LOVE TO BE A PART OF TIME. To, " honour " the skin you are in. And, what that is worth. Right ?
" Chow, " main, to meet again. Somewhere in " China-town." Or, thereabouts. Get, it ? I, am sure you do. Finito ? " NAY " or " YAY " I suppose....the past considered ? !!! :) :)Â
Hey, man....like, IT ?
" Does THAT make sense ? " !!! :) :)