To my favourite ghosts

Go, go now and now forever,
go before I get awake,
all was a dream, but not yet,
please don't come again.
Such a long time, such a hard fault,
such as you will never tell,
and who still loves you wants to mean
go, go now, my friend at least.​

I'm still here, right behind you,
and won't go till you leave,
I will go if you will.
I will watch over you the whole night,
I will love you as the moon arise,
but the heart is not that strong,
my mind won the play at all,
and this time we both have lost.​

Leave me, I just want to forget,
I can afford to forgive myself,
just go far far away.
I will become what I mean in the end,
no doubt I will reach my aim,
cause I won't care about memories of pain.
Learning from past is learning the best.​

Who would not want to find an angel,
who would not love him til the death,
who would not cry for that loss,
who would not see then just a ghost...
Who... who would not die for the gone love.
Who would not? I would.

 

Very mysterious. Who or what is this ghost?
To learn from the past is the only way.

Welcome to Mundopoesia. I hope you enjoy your time here. Take care!

 

Hi Arana. Actually they are four diferent ghosts (one for paragraph), my favourite ones somehow, cause we have lots of them, but just some are really deserving a poetry... and they are people of my life.
Best wishes.

 

God.. I really really loved your poem.. It's sincere.. it's true..


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