Just stare at this blank page and wonder

Where have all the songs, rhymes and words disappeared 

Hope someday you will realise

Ghosts that ghost life and pages

Dont find what they never gave and shared

What you made appear, now you see

Blank words, blank hopes, blank feelings

Now dont try to search for love between the lines

They only carry incessantly long yearning that will never end

You will read nothing that you have never contributed

A ghost has ghosted the page with blank poetic verses