Ghost

By Sibani Mohanty

Sitting by the calm sea, 

Sipping the morning tea, 

I recall the life we spent beside each other. 

Perhaps, if ghosts truely existed, 

We could share more days and nights,

A few more words, giggles and fights. 

But now I am just diving deep into my reminiscence of yours, 

Always wishing a little magic to bring you back, 

You would laugh and say "death was kind enough to you to get rid of me", 

But it was cruel to just take you alone with him. 

A few years from now I shall visit you, 

With lots of things to say and weep, 

Yet nothing to strip me away from you again. 

I shall cherish our last tea and hug, 

Till I turn into a ghost to share them further with you.

By Sibani Mohanty