Fog Ghost

Fog ghost was crying

because he wanted to see.

His eyes are frozen

(and his tears are ice crytals)

but his mind is warm

like a shooting star.

His hair is a big and soft white cloud.

Fog ghost is constantly sad

and constantly crying.

In the human world

the dew we see in the fresh morning,

is his melted tears.

He's dressed with a long grey dress,

made by his beloved mother,

but he's sad

he's sad, he's sad, he is sad.

He was born in the dark of the night

but he wanders in the morning and,

as the sun awakes,

he dies.

He disappears completely.

And we keep living,

without even drop a drop of tear for him.

Author's Note

To my dear Fog Ghost...

Reviews

[Pushkar Prabhat]

WoW!!!
really personified the fog..........i think i might hug him the next time......poor soul....

"His eyes are frozen
(and his tears are ice crytals)
but his mind is warm
like a shooting star."

Bravo!!!

beautifully written....
i loved it!!!
:)
p.s. maybe the last line wound sound better like :without even a drop of tear for him.......

[Priscilla Sousa]

thank you so much! I will change it, it sounds way better! and again, thank you!