Fables of Whispering Ghosts

Mystery's Creation

Ghosts that whisper in the faint ear of time

To tell it that death is not far behind

Fables beckon to float above clouds

As pride takes refuge in persistence unbowed

The wind of a flame cavorts with a spark

It's danger and beauty not that far apart

As the whispers get louder and the ghosts reappear

And the fables that beckoned emerge as sincere

The death that once was not far behind

Has ventured beyond the still virtues of time

  • Author: Mystery\'s Creation (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 21st, 2023 07:37
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  • 2781

    Interesting.

    • Mystery\'s Creation

      Thanks so much for your input!!
      Have a great safe and peaceful day and best of luck to you!!!!!!!!!



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