The Haunting

 

I have never believed in ghosts

But I know that a few haunt me

Haunt me in my fantasies and my realities

They remind me of good times

They remind me that I have grown, loved, and lost

Phantoms consume my imagination

 

The pages and the ideas pile up

 

As my pen moves across the page, it shakes

The ultimate weapon is the mind, my mind

My mind is my savior

My heart that is too big for my body is my peace

It screams, flutters, bleeds, shines, feels

Full of compassion

 

Full of a scarlet, fiery fervor

 

My beautiful, curvy body exudes strength

The curves of my body, of my mind are destined

To uplift the world, to make an impact on the world

To influence

To succeed

To remain a full body, a full mind

 

Absorbing knowledge wherever I go

 

A beautiful mind, filled with memories

Memories of times that will never be forgotten

Haunting memories of joy and agony

The ghosts remain

I don’t mind them, but they haunt me

Sometimes I like the company within my solitude

 

But I have never believed in ghosts

Reviews

[Drifter]

I like this poem. It reminds me of... well, myself actually. The language is simple, yet the poem is not simplistic in the least. It reads well and it is quite humorous with the concluding line. I will leave it at, this piece is impressive. Bravo!

[dixie]

Awsome!! Just awsome!!! Love the imagery!!!

[xxlivefastttxx]

Ah! I love it! I completely love it! That is some of the best voice I've ever heard! Kudos