It feels forever since love shared;
It feels forever since you cared.
It is so dark in this abode;
Wake left in the lie that you cared.
Our bed is ice—so very cold—
A witness that never you cared.
Heaven told—the truth is so harsh—
That’s why I’m here, as if you cared.
You are so cold within my arms;
Rigor mortis says that you cared.
Locked in lover’s necrotic fate,
I gave you arsenic—you cared.
Your pale, blackening face—dead weight—
I wish I could forget you cared.
Your ghastly ghost glares with green glow,
Your moan chills my soul—yes!—you cared!
© 2025 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, October 9, 2025.
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Tristan Robert Lange (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Originally written for the Ghost Story Challenge (Halloween Edition) , hosted by the Beyond Lines publication on Medium.com. Written in the traditional ghazal form.
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Well written, your poem explores the themes of lost love, betrayal, and the haunting nature of memory. It depicts a relationship that has soured, leaving the speaker in a state of despair and emotional coldness, even after death.
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