Where does the ghost run
when scared out of her shell?
With a rocket at light speed
a place no one can tell
Deep in space
a black white scene
A planet rotating
nothing smells green
Old habits rule here
a welcome numbness greets
A sanctuary for the darkness
that whirls in the streets
It is a sad location
and left for a reason
From the ghost the ghost town
was expelled due to treason
But yet always present
the misty fog once called home
A place of false comfort
but here -at least- she never feels alone
You’ll never be alone – I’m here! Always!
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🙂 ❤
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Oh wow this is really incredible =) I love the ending!
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Thanks so much 🙂 I really appreciate it. I actually really like this poem myself, but haven´t had the chance to enter it in a rally yet, so I am stoked to receive feedback from you!
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fantastic, thanks a ton,
Happy Rally.
🙂
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Thanks Jingle! 🙂
Happy rally to you too.
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This feels like a song, I like it!
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Thanks so much Sierra! And needless to say I think, you Phantom gave me goosebumps, and i could no longer ignore them. Thanks for sharing your work and for commenting on mine.
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Whimsical and charming. Thanks so much for sharing.
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Thank you Joel 🙂 I really like this one too.
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Greetings:
Hope all is well.
Noting that you have won the perfect poet award for week 58,
what an achievement, thanks for your outstanding contribution to us
along the way, keep up the excellence. Best!
Come join our poetry rallyby Friday if you wish to mingle and get inspired!
A poem of your choice or a free verse is accepted.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.
Looking forward to seeing you share.
Respect and hugs.
xoxox
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