R.S. Mallari

Ghost Away

By: Sahej Sahni

Ghosts Stay

In my bedroom did the ghosts stay,
But I know it has been five years.
And at night when they haunt,
Your voice fills my ears.

Through my nose will they find a way,
And knock me at the brain.
A scent so familiar will then revive,
To bring you back again.

In my sheets did the ghosts lay,
But I know they'll never cover you again.
And at nights when they haunt,
My lips can feel the pain.

And as I turn to the side,
I am attacked by their greetings so resentful.
The king side of my Queen's bed,
Lies half empty yet so full.

Walk You Home

Eleven months, twenty nine days,
A cut on my wrist, and one on my chest,
Seventeen friends, yet so alone,
And all I want is to walk you home.

I don't ask you to lead me to bed,
Nor to run your fingers through my hair,
I don't ask you for a kiss on collarbone,
But all I'll ask you is to walk you home.

I don't want no white rose bouquets,
No three scoops of ice cream sundae,
No 100 minute snaps on my phone,
Because all I want is to walk you home.

I can climb on your shoulders,
So you carry me around,
Our fingers entangled, no hate to be shown,
Baby all I want is to walk you home.

R.S. Mallari

About R.S. Mallari

Through poetry I am trying to break the barriers of ethnicity, cultures and even beliefs for we humans have the same emotions, the same desires and aspirations. We may differ in colors, in language, and food that we eat yet we are still living under the same sun, swimming and sailing on the same seas and sleeping under the same stars.

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