A Ghost
I am a ghost !
A body without a Soul.
Lost in an illicit memory lane,
awake in the darkness like an Owl.
Because......!
I gave my Soul to the Nutcracker,
thought it would him alive.
But , I forgot that He was a piece of Wood,
and it was all just a blessed vibe.
But now!
Often comes to me a happy smile,
when I see that strange isle.
With Him by my side,
is just a dream with which I still abide.......
Copyright © Sushreeta Sundara | Year Posted 2012
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