Looking at the gray walls, touching them, they are freezing cold.
I feel it, they are strong and then as the ash soft.
At the small window, I see...somewhere far away,
Looking for a lost ghost, but they are only big waves.
Black, terrible pain...covered in the depth of the soul.
Ah, I wish I could reborn, just one more time to hear your voice.
Feeling the hug that kept me warm.
But is cold...cold in the walls...
An echo in the distance and a chilling wind.
Never was heard that a ghost could speak,
there is no turning back, not from it.
Just cold... cold as a wall.
About the Creator
Ina Zeneli
In love with writing books for kids, young adults, poetry, and novels.
Find my books here:
https://a.co/d/3kb8btt
https://www.amazon.com/author/inazeneli
Reader insights
Outstanding
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
Top insights
Compelling and original writing
Creative use of language & vocab
Easy to read and follow
Well-structured & engaging content
Heartfelt and relatable
The story invoked strong personal emotions
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.