My ghost & i.

Go away, my ghost,
leave me alone
in peace;
the river of my eyes
is surging with high tides
of slumber;
I am setting the alarm
that will wake me up
lest you fall asleep too;
Ask me not,
the secret of my sleep is
beyond your understanding;
my somnolence is bound to beat
that of Rip van Winkle’s;
Ghostly ghost, I just don’t want to see you,
you are the hex, main source
of my anxiety and depression;
you are the enemy of my peace;
go away , go away,
I've had had enough of you,
your haunting sway;
I want peace,
peace of mind
peace of heart
even if I have to live by dying
until I wake up old and feeble
yet spiritually tranquil and complacent
like someone born anew!

There are a few typos or grammatical errors that interfere with a clear reading and I rather with you hadn't used the reference to Rip Van Winkle earlier in the poem as it took away from the effect it might then have had at the end.

Apart from which, this is a heartfelt cry of agony. Thanks

Thank you very much, Prince.
Your comment has been surely very useful.
I have revised the poem and hope you will like the 'improvements'!
thanks again for reading and commenting
best

Quote:

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I want peace,
peace of mind
peace of heart
even if I have to live by dying
until I wake up old and feeble
yet spiritually tranquil and complacent
like someone born anew!

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I really loved these phrases, Maz.

Your exclamation point at the very end was cool. Thus the poem ends on a hopeful note. I liked this. :nod: