Ghost spring
Ghostly creatures.
Distance, restriction,
Non existing life.
I miss deep kisses
And hands on my body.
I miss warm words
And expression.
Nature goes on,
Blossoming in competition,
Nurture me with sunny spells
On empty train stations.
Spring in my heart,
But not in other's hearts.
I want to explode,
So full of life.
Blow all the ghosts away,
Past shadows of the winter.
Fearful creatures,
Losing smiles, losing joy.
A human's spirit tied up
While everything is blossoming
So do I.
©️ By Magical whispers
Ilo
Sun 15th Mar 2020 01:15
Thank you both for your warm words.
Everything what I write is authentic, it's a terrible time where we all should remember and look at nature and not sinking into a, forbidden life, distance, hate and panic.
Nature is smarter than we are.