Ghosts fly in, fly through, fly out
Run, cannot escape
Frightened throughout
They see our wretched
Burning hungers
Crushing spirits
And weak wills
Squandering hearts
And evil swill
Solid objects, bright reflection
Of dark frills
Then you ask of my preoccupation
Of ghosts among us
Time now- occupy us
I am preoccupied by the darkness of God such a beautiful cunning world so rife with evil… this is a thought proking write ❤️
Thank you Crimsin. I really appreciate your time spent and sentiments shared. Thank you!!
I am grateful for your comment and insights here. Thank you
for reading it and taking the time to respond!
A very interesting write, my friend. It touches many emotions and makes one wonder just who — or what — is in charge of them. Us? Or …
A nice write.
Yes. The onus of control, good meditation. That is an existential conundrum indeed!
Perfect for the month of October. It’s the time for dark and ghostly material.
Thanks for posting!
Hahah. Very good, nice catch Adelphina. Hope it didnt scare you too bad 😉
Is it ghosts – believable ghosts, or memories that haunt us? At night or day dark, thoughts hit home suddenly as we meet with times past, moments paused to earn invisible recognition – perhaps for no apparent reason. Are those the ghosts of stress or maybe, a kaleidoscope of darkness shaken by life. Tis said that certain ghosts call univited, . rattling chains of what could-should be peace escaped from personal space!
Always appreciate your insights, Emmagreen. Thank you. Great thoughts, sparking and flurry from center. What haunts us? Mmm yes, that is a very personal question that I would love to talk to you about -yours and mine.
I enjoy discussing topics whether known to me or not. When quite young one of my birth family’s grannies said children should learn something new every day. Have tried best I can although – my head often aches!
Was more needed?