Ghosts in My Closet

by Angie   Oct 26, 2006


Ghosts in My Closet

ghosts in my closet
come out to haunt
as I lay a weary head
upon my pillow each night

hearing their whispers
when closing my eyes
causing tears to fall
under the blankets I hide

wishing and praying
for them to vanish
to move on with my life
in peaceful tranquility

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  • 9 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    This poem shows how I feel, especially at night when I have to try and sleep.

    It is nights like these where I simply call my angel, and I know she is there! I am so grateful for that! x

    The poem is short, and it focuses on the time there and then, like it is really happening and instead of using metaphors and big descriptions, it simply says what is real. This is what it feels like, this is what I wish for.

    Being tormented by the past is awful, and the desperation shows through here in the end to just wish for that release, for peace and tranquillity.

    Sad - but well put together. Another one where people will easily relate to.

    xx

  • 17 years ago

    by BlueDreams

    Warmth imaginations, yet sad penned you potray here, simply but oh..those emotions write....so breathtaking!

  • 17 years ago

    by Kim

    This was so beautifully sad. Such a wonderful write, I'm only just starting to read your poetry but it's so enjoyable! Sometimes ghosts can be friendly, or give you important warnings, alas we all must confront them and hope we come out alright ;)

  • 17 years ago

    by Jason

    Such an upbeat soul writing such sad poety. Great work.

    Every once and a while ghost need to come out and play. Only let them play when you are ready though.

  • 17 years ago

    by Melissa

    Aaah this is beautiful and sad...

    "causing tears to fall
    under the blankets I hide"
    ^^ I love this line, so powerful!
    Excellent piece, Willow!