In,
search of skin,
color no matter,
brighter or darker,
tell no one,
I will take someone,
Ssssshhhhh!
– ghost, me!
This poem is written for Poetry 101 Rehab : Skin. You can read the poem written by others here by clicking on the blue fellow below:
Its PH 
So basically you are into ghosts these days 😛 nice one. 🙂
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Prompts kind of provoked so.. he he.. Thank you.. 🙂
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That’s a unique perspective…a poem around ghosts!
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Thank you so much.. 🙂
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Oh dear, your poem is both cute and creepy, how could that be? It’s a great exercise in tongue-in-cheek style!
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he he.. thank you so much.. 🙂
Enjoyed writing it.. 🙂
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I agree with Mara…it is endearing with a creepy undertone….
Makes me think how DEATH has no regard for age or race or color of skin; we are all equal in its’ grasp Prakash.
Sherri-Ellen 🙂
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I very much agree as well.. 🙂
Thank you.. 🙂
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You are VERY welcome!
Sherri-Ellen 🙂
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