LIFE AMONG GHOSTS

LIFE AMONG GHOSTS

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When I was kid I couldn’t go to sleep,

Scared that the ghosts were lingering beneath.

Now as an adult, well I still struggle.

I live among ghosts, vying for trouble.

We have always read it, haven’t we?

All those morals and ethics but did we see?

The light they were kindling inside of us

Originated in the darkness of dead corpus.

Reality is far removed from those lessons.

Selfish preach selflessness for long sessions.

Tables are turned before you could sit down.

Twisted stories decide who wears the crown.

As the lies pile on with backstories well equipped.

Those who know the truth stand by tight-lipped.

Escape routes are lost as the castles crumble.

This is life among ghosts, vying for trouble.

All the secrets to your friend, with trust you’d spoken,

Their wide public slander leaves you broken.

Strangers behind the computer screen suddenly

Start becoming confidantes closer than family.

The one who complains first is assumed to be right.

Your best counterarguments can’t put up a fight.

When the truth upholders and the powerful collide,

Successful are those who are quick at switching sides.

They cook a recipe, with a cupful of befool,

A dash of defame, sprinkling of divide and rule.

Their words might be but their actions aren’t liberal.

This is life among ghosts, vying for trouble.

All the planning and plotting and noose tightening schemes,

Strangling you to death making you join their team.

Join them, oppose them but you can’t ruffle.

This is life among ghosts, come vie for trouble.

© Lydia Moller

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DEAR BEST FRIEND

Dear Best Friend

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Date : Whenever You Read It.

Dear Best Friend,

How have you been?

I hope you're doing fine.

Haven't heard from you since.

I've been going down

That ol' memory lane.

Thinking about how

All of it began.

No. Neither to our friendship,

Nor to our spot-tree.

But to the knife,

That you used to stab me.

Pushing me down

Was your dire necessity.

To cover your own flaws,

Draw curtains over insecurity.

You mocked at my condition,

My diligence, my tireless run.

Spread your venom of lies

Filled the ears of my loved ones.

Naïve as I was,

I befriended you in every phase.

Unaware of the dark vile,

That hid behind your white face.

While I pulled you out of

The vicious death well,

You pushed me down the same.

Reciprocated so well!

You feigned guilty face,

Every time you were in need.

But band aids don't fix bullet holes

Here's a rant of your deed.

RAP verse

You talk that talk behind my back

I dare you now, look into my eyes

Now speak again, lemme hear you splash

Can't speak a word? Ran out of lies?

Or is it your dumb inferiority

Matching up to your insecurity

Imma let you speak, but you're empty

Better yet than your fake charity

Now listen up douche, hold yourself back

Get your issues towed up in a line

Did you lose the count? Couldn't even start?

My dear best friend now pay the fine.

So here's to burst your bubbles

You pulled the rug out beneath my feet

Thinking that I might fall.

Let me tell you, though unsuspecting,

I jumped before your call.

So goodbye.

Fare well.

Wish you all the luck.

And to your future victims too.

Regards!

Your non-victimized best friend

Shivam Murari.

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