Ghosts


ghosts
silent ones
not engaging
yet still haunting
fashioned by me
through this stream
from birth
till now
forgetting how it is
to breathe
delving into voids
fishing out lights
placing them on the bank
beside me
the waves lap
the reeds whisper
the dawn fuses
the day comes close
for all
for me
this place is anyone's
without ghosts



Poetry by Eli The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-06-25 at 16:23

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