One of my friends, Angeline, told me to write a poem about the story that she made (which is untitled for now), the story was quite humorous and the main character is actually a girl, but this poem’s P.O.V is the boy who was able to see Alice (girl’s name) , sooooo, here yah guys gooo 😀
Young and Innocent,
The presence I feel…
In the dark, I felt her spirit stir…
Green her eyes did mesmerize me,
Hair was loom, skin was pale,
Her spirit calmed me.
Who’s this girl? My conscious would ask,
Curious was I to comprehend.
The love I felt, I try to mask.
This is “the ghost” that calms me.