Oh Fear the Ghost of the Past
Oh Fear The Ghost Of The Past ( A Sonnet )
Sweet the moon when clouds disguise your glare upon sister Earth
But you haunt her like a phantom that never leaves her side
A constant companion as both of you spin through space and time
To wonder if the solar Sun feels the same ?
Those circling planets that it holds within it's burning hands
With gravities pull he holds so tight, to never loses her memories
So it must be for parted lovers to
Erasing such thoughts that cascade through the soul
Like waterfalls in May, the spring of life, that brings forth rebirth
Preparing souls for summers delights
Through beauty unimaginable to human eyes
Yet in solitude the ghost returns, just as in winter, stifling ones heart
Sorrowful the lonely soul, breaking its spirit into fragments so small
Groaning in cries of anguish and torment along life's rocky road
Though long gone, the footsteps of you linger, to never depart
The winds of change try blow to away those footsteps from once you stood
Not to hear the tone of one's voice in starlings morning sonnet
To flee like a fox to it's den in the darkness of crimson and scarlet
But even in rest when eyes are weary and bones ache from strenuous strain
The image of you remains oh so very real
Where shall one hide from your haunting smile ?
Shall it be in death or highest mountains in the sky ?
Maybe the surface of the deepest ocean ?
Why can you not stay imprisoned in the past, to free the future ?
To look into the mirror, it is only you that the eyes behold
Oh fear The ghost of the past!
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Copyright © Tej Singh | Year Posted 2014
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