#ghost poems on Hello Poetry

flora cash Feb 28

you’re the ghost
of the younger you
as you float
down the stairway

catch your eye
you crack a smile
we sit and pine
for a while

down the drain
pour the coffee that
we didn’t drink
too cold

hear the girl
in the stereo
singing tunes
from long ago

don’t lie to me my friend
are we really at the end?
should’ve dressed for the event
but i know we’ll meet again

i’ll wear something black and red
you’ll apply my favorite scent
and if still we both forget
then i’ve loved you ’til the end

i’m the wraith
of the younger me
as i joke
to see you laughing

hear the boy
on the radio
as your gaze
meets the door

don’t lie to me my friend
are the waves upon the sand?
they may rip you from my hand
but i know we’ll meet again

and i’ll wear my darkest cape
you’ll put on your finest lace
and if still we should forget
then i’ve loved you ’til the end

#wraith #ghost #fleeting #stereo #love #lace #cape #vampire #younger #youth

Zack Ripley Feb 26

You don't have to die

Consider this:
at its core, a ghost is typically described as little more than a restless spirit.
Given this description, it's not too much
of a stretch of the imagination
to suggest that you don't have to die
to be a ghost.
After all, things change every day.
It would be concerning if you didn't feel lost or anxious at some point. The question then becomes "what do you do if you feel this way?" The answer: remember who you are and all it took to get you to where you are today.

#ghost #die #youdonthaveto #anxious #lost #poetry #inspiring #remember

Arcassin B Feb 21

"Text Sessions #1"

"Love,
Should be a wonderful thing,
It's an impossible thing,
So many people in ya' contacts,
Its an optional thing,
The Audacity of this generation slumping out thing,
This a when in doubt thing,
No conversation, never started,
I'm cool with it,
Not having a connection is my expertise,
I need another drink for all the women that I didn't waste time on,
Say you wanna' be friends but still ghost me,
Have you no shame.."

(Full poem below)

https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2025/02/text-sessions-1.html?spref=tw

#words #ghost #love #days

Ylzm Feb 20

Ghost

I'm a ghost, an empty shell, a stranger amongst flesh
I walk the certain way, contrary, unseen and unheard
Flesh seems unaware of me and my way and walk away
My voice wordlessly soundless and my touch the wind
Spirit and flesh have no fellowship and union, futility

I see the sighted unseeing, stumbling, falling, smiling
Without truth confident the next step is never void
Every fall is knowledge every bone broken is growth
Till the last fall then to sleep eternal, life's done
Without fear, without regrets, for what else is life?

#ghost #stranger #spirit #flesh #fellowship #union #life #assurance #knowledge #walk

Stephanie Liquori Feb 19

Bygone Revenants

Drifting through the lonely darkness night
Searching ancient halls, candelabra high
Seems forever she waits, longing to unite
Dreary sorrow grips her fragile heart to die

Untold years roll by, only her love in mind
Many witnessed, oh the specters lament
Crying echoes, wails in morning, no sign
Remains now, a misting ocean breeze scent

One fateful day, through countless yore
Comes a gentle soul, with great empathy
Hidden in diary, tragic tale and what's more
Heroic captain's doomed ship by raging sea

Wait he, for her woeful soul amidst paintings
Candescence aflame the ancestral mortality
Eyes flicker and shifting ominous engravings
Lingering among shadows of ancient gallery

Elevated trembling light in hand to behold
A captain of the vessel dressed in uniform
It cannot be, it looks like he, truth now told
In gloom emerging, she hails human form

Gathers him now into her ghostly embrace
At last they meet again, it's been too long
Laying head against her gown of chantilly lace
Final beating, his heart stills, soul withdrawn

Mislaid at sea no more, arrives him at last
Pair drifting in afterlife's realm unknown
No more tears, worrisome fears, they laugh
Wasted years, rekindles love she does atone

.

WC. 200 Haunting poem.

#ghost #lost #depressed #sad #lonely #haunt #reunion

Christy Feb 17

A Version of Truth

A ghost pushed me down the steps.
Naked I fell.
On my way to quench my thirst with grape juice.
What a silly thing to do in the middle of the night.
And now my neck shattered, femur pushed through broken skin.
A helicopter en-route to save my life.
And yet, somehow…
I’m still trying to calm everyone else.

#ghost #story

Strangerous Feb 8

Love Haunt

We huddled at the edge and watched the wind
Blowing north the water flowing south
The willows swaying weeping for the dead
The sun forever going going down

This hideaway we haunted harbored hordes
Of ghosts of outcast lovers hanging on
To all the times they huddled there before
Their time was up and they were gone

The ghosts of outcast lovers would attend
Whenever outcast lovers came to burn
The fire of the force at their command
For they are cold cold and they yearn

It’s ages since we huddled in our lair
While other outcast lovers came and went
We’ll join the ghosts of outcast lovers there
When our time is up and we are spent

(c) 2025 by Jack Morris

Hear the song on SoundCloud:
soundcloud.com/therealjackstrange/love-haunt

#love #haunt #ghost #outcast

Àŧùl Feb 7

The Ghost of Creativity

In the absence of attention
Even from my parents...

In the absence of validation
Even from my friends...

In the absence of appreciation
Even from my colleagues...

This zombie I've become—
The Ghost of Creativity...

#ghost #zombie #creativity #novels #underappreciated #invalidated