Poetry Monday

Poetry Monday

I'm Chasing a Ghost

 

Chasing a ghost

Or is it my own heart I'm searching
I see no trace
Just a scent of an old scene
Haunting me at every breath and I chase to find nothing
I'm chasing a ghost
A shadow that's long gone
But I still feel the heartbeat of the ghost
Right upon mine
Beating
And rippling waves of emotions in me
I want to stop chasing the ghost
Maybe it's the ghost who is now chasing me
I'm his ghost
Leaving the broken pieces of my heart
We are chasing ghosts
Forever
Because we don't know
What we are meant to be
Artwork
Lucy
oil on birch cradled panel
8"x8"
2020
Available for purchase on my website
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