Ghost
When the mind is full of fear unknown
It is a breeding ground of hallucination
Creating and projecting pictures vivid
Strangely odd that frighten real, indeed.
This coupled with loneliness gloomy
Plus the ignorance of the real and true
With no known way to escape the snare
Fashion deceptively the ghost in a post.
The ghost then appears very physical
With its fragile and thin bony skeleton
Protruding long and cranky appendages
Make the so-called courageous shiver.
The mouth gets parched and words fumble
Tremors are felt in the sinews and bones
All things look hazy with vision blurred
A perfect setting when the ghost appears.
The ghost advances to hold in tight clasp
It’s forked protruded tongue wobbling
The sharp claws on frail and stiff fingers
Stretch to tear and devour my whole being.
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