4) Ghost :
I'm just a broken soul,
I have no purpose,
I have no meaning.
I'm just here, waiting,
floating, flying.
Just here, I stand by
And watch people Cry
I cant help, even if i try.
I'm long gone myself,
I am dead, I can't die
I'm just a shimmer,
A tiny, visible glimmer
of what i was before,
I am colorless,
futurless, lifeless,
I have no proper post,
I hang in between
heaven and earth,
Since I am just a ghost.

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Shadow
PoesiaSo there is a creature... black, dark, formidable... a Shadow. I write all the poems I make up in this book. This is a collection of dark and delightful poems. Hope you enjoy.