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To the invisible ghost 

that exist in every house 

I want to know

If you ate my white or brown chocolate

which I used to hide under my pillows


Or  if you ever steal my expiry medicines

which I have collected when I was a kid

to become wizard, or to cast spells

I wonder what happen to my treasures


I have been in search of you

as you have been watching 

who always start a fight to pick up dramas

but end up creating their own

And who borrow clothes without asking 

then end up burning them


The one who licks the whole icecream 

so others can't eat

Though these have become history

but I still want to solve these pocket mysteries

As no one is excepting who fights 

or create mess nonstop every day


Everyone has been passing their bucks on  you

 So Mr ghost

Can you please share these little secrets

with me, I am dying to know