I have not seen a ghost <br />Nor have I seen you <br />I know you are a ghost <br />Inside me quite true <br /> <br />Unfurled, smoky, spooky, stratus <br />Descending to be a tornado or a hurricane <br />Like those black darkening clouds <br />O'mind, you are inside me but unseen <br /> <br />An unseen tenant of malacious glee <br />Occupant of my brain, ten percent <br />Of a dark mass; I'm yet to see <br />Enlightenment in your whole of hundred percent <br /> <br />You're pregnant with emotions <br />Love is a rose in your lexicon <br />So was I pricked by thorns <br />Subsequent haunts on and on <br /> <br />O'mind love is divine, universal <br />Beyond that filthy urge physical <br />Realised, wouldn't have gone cynical <br />Would've served the poor, the infirm, logical <br /> <br />Gone waste, a perplexity <br />Misled life of complexity <br />Till my death o'mind your quality <br />Sheer trait of frivolity <br /> <br />May you change to be chaste <br />Stopping your hitherto haunt <br />May you escort till my breath last <br />Acceptable for me the benevolent best<br /><br />Indira Renganathan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mind-13/
