The Last Visit

He turned imaginatively and found none! Where was she? He pinched himself and found he was awake. Was this a dream?

She came down from heaven, just to make his evening special – after all, she promised to be with him on their 25th anniversary – and she had come!

The train whistled – the journey was on.

Direct Dil Se~~~ by the eternal *Ghost*

We have theme based days out here @ WL from today...Fridays have been set for spook stories, blood, gore, phantoms and spirits...in short its Terror Fridays from now on.
I kick start with this quirky take...it's the ghost speaking straight from the heart:D

A mist almost is what I have become
Death even I tried to overcome
No place though I find among my living kin
A sight of me is enough to raise a din
My abode is termed haunted
No longer do I feel wanted
No fangs, no claws nor a spooky face is me
Folktales though have set that as my destiny
In every heart they say I strike fear
I stayed back though for those I held dear
But hate and scorn is their only giving
Alas, it was love for which I chose the living

I mourn @ "Sepulchre of High Hopes"