Is it just a dream? A frightful dream, a nightmare in daylight she was there when I looked up at the window of the second floor my heart was as heavy as the gloom of this gray November day my soul felt empty as a raided tomb would be I know I have been lonely now I am afraid with loves ghost I am being haunted I fear the spark of love we shared will burst right into flames burning down the house only then will her Spirit... be free.
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Author:
willyweed (
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- Comment from author about the poem: a haunting by love?
- Category: Fantasy
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Very gloomy indeed. Hope she becomes a free spirit like you WW. 🙂
me too but I don't know I made this one up as a ghost story, total fiction! what! ww
Oh plenteous gloomloads - well written WW
WoW Thanks Michael you are to kind lol
Very good moving write.
Boo thank you Goldfinch I do appreciate !
Another haunted happening, or justa fictional story. Either way, well written and an unusual take on the haunting. The return of a loved one or an omen of things to come? nice one. - Phil A.
Thanks Phil a haunting I suspect, since it scared the shit out of me...lol WW
Great idea for a poem. Almost a haunting one would welcome. Kudos.
Thank you Augustus I appreciate that, I hope you are well and feeling good?
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