Why do you want to meet a ghost?
You are not less than that.
Not only you but your remembrance haunt.
How can I get rid of I don’t know.
What were those lovely days?
Since I met you memory says.
You beauty treasure full of sweetness,
You have tied my heart with unseen string.
I was not in hurry to leave you.
But now you cheat able to hate.
Don’t come in my mind.
Feelings make me too blind.
To recognize good or evil,
God has been turned in devil.
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