Poems by Sher Chandley

Poems by Sher Chandley


Ghost of Love

Strains on the wind
A milky soft voice
A song of lament 
The ghost of love
Swathed in pain
Spikes piercing
A well of sadness
That a heart once was
Warm trickle of blood
Staining lovely skin
Eyes brimming tears
Face clouded with regrets
Such bitter beauty
I reached out
Grabbing for the ethereal
A drawn soul
A scent of what was
Or could have been
And fell into the abyss
Of my own longing
Inhaling heartache
Trailing a ghost .


Something There

In the yawning emptiness
Deep within
Something there 
Worth hearing
Bittersweet sounds

@Sher Ali Khan 

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