Ghosts Poem by Chester Maynes
Ghosts
They’re coming back
On wild horses
Swift and dirty
They’re eating us half alive
We’re ripped and torn
From their malice
Their hungry eyes
Turning us into pieces
We’re hurt one by one
Leaving us many scars
On our skins, in our heads
We cannot escape
From their fiery fingers
We’re trapped
We’re damped
These ghosts keep coming back
(written on June 4,2011 Singapore)
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4/26/2024 2:04:14 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful descriptions...magnificient write