Ghosts

[George.Wright]

Swirling along the mystic night
this confusion bewteen wrong and right
bewteen life and death
and the smack and crying and your dying breath
what sometimes you see out of the corner of your glazed eye
shadowed shapes that sometimes cry
and they can do you no harm
even though your senses are in alarm
energy created cannot be destroyed they say
and when you die, your spirit lingers and does not go away
longing to touch what they once loved and caressed
desperate to try on that brand new dress
and how frustrating it must be
wanting to tell, that we are still here and gazing miserably
but soon the reapers come to guide you up or down
your record to show of all your life's smiles and frowns
and you realise that you were not that good or true
and you metamorphise into the colours of the rainbow's hue
following the colourfull circles of light and girth
and finding yourself in another womb of birth
georges

[lizzytysh]

I love this line ~ "and finding yourself in another womb of birth"

[George.Wright]

Thanks, liz. I liked it too.
Georges