Poem - 13 February 2021, 04:33

MIDNIGHT

There are voices so loud in
the still midnight air
It can well be imagined
The faces, not there
Ghostly and whispering their
sad misty breaths, saying
Use all your eyes, see me here
I've not left, yes...

It can well be imagined

M P 11/2/21

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Pratibha Savani13 February 2021, 05:30

💕💕💕 🌼

Jill Tait13 February 2021, 07:24

Awww hoped I would find you on here luv ❤️💜❤️

Pratibha Savani13 February 2021, 07:27

Me too 🌹💗

Jill Tait13 February 2021, 07:31

❤️💕❤️

Being Me13 February 2021, 10:04

This poem really makes me think. I am always talking to all those who I have loved and are no longer here on this plane. I wont believe they have gone ...they're still here, in some form, that's what i believe. Remarkable ink my dear friend. It is good to see you posting. Hugs x