Ghosts

Oh! love of mine,
I try to carve your face in the blurry silver line.
But you fool my mind;
I can’t recall that lovely face of mine.

Oh! love of mine,
Your ghost haunts me every single night.
So I extend my hand,
And try to catch you and bring you to my sight.

But I jitter with fright,
You disappear leaving a smoke thin white.
And I can’t find,
You seem to be fading out of my mind.

And it pains,
I can’t hold you coz you’re just a stupid mirage.
And it hurts like hell;
It feels like I’m losing you again.

~KMnO4

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