In Love With A Ghost – A Terrible Poem

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I’ve fallen in love with a ghost,

She’s the one I care for the most.

No matter where I am,

She’s always there.

Supports me with this cross I bare.

Touches me in places where,

Other people aren’t aware…

~

My heart,

You pervert.

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Your mind must be full of dirt

~

She also touches me under my shirt.

~

Like a gentle breeze, she tickles me.

Caresses me so tenderly.

If only she were still alive,

Then our love could really thrive.

~

Although there’s something about our connection

Which leads me to spring a massive…

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Affection

~

Her haunting leaves me with no objection

~

She whispers in my ear at night,

About how she died here years ago.

I wish I could have met her sooner,

Perhaps I could have been her beau.

~

And then one night I met a neighbor,

We spoke about my couple acres,

And the woman of my dreams,

The experiences creating steam,

And how she died too soon it seems…

~

It was then that he informed me,

Of the man that lived before me,

And died there on the property,

From a clot to his coronary artery.

~

Now my home is up for sale,

And when he touches me I wail.

~

Goodbye dear ghost lady of my dreams.

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Published by The Wolf Boy

Philosophy and English Student. Crypto Enthusiast. Philosopher. Writer. Father. Rebel. Stoic.

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43 thoughts on “In Love With A Ghost – A Terrible Poem”

  3. I love this piece for so many reasons. Ghosts and hauntings are a reoccurring theme in my own writing. You managed to make this sensual and hilarious at the same time, which is no small feat. The surprise ending was fantastic Mat.

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  10. Oh my, genius! The way you weaved and built up the sweet gentle, yet passionate romance …… and then Kaboom! The end had me bursting into laughter! 😂😂😂

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  16. It started so sweet, romantic and just so full “aw…” but then it quickly turn to “Ouch” Hahaha 😂 I love the mixed of emotion in this one. I seriously feel bad for both the ghost and the main person in the poem.

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