GHOST, Poetry by Dheric Da Poet

Genre: Rhyme, Spiritual, Fantasy

GHOST by Dheric Da Poet

They claimed I was there.
They claimed I was seen.
They claimed I belonged.
They claimed I was needed.
They claimed.

So as they turned my significance on and off,
I pretended day and night were passing by.
And as they hid me under my own shadow to rot,
I wondered. Why did I die?

They passed through my accomplishments as though I never existed.
Never heard me when I spoke.
Never saw me when I appeared.
Never paid attention to who I really was.

Hmm —–
So I stood before them as they deceitfully read a tribute to me.
They cried with utmost care for their make-up, not me.
They wore their black on their party clothes and —-
Not me.

So I am a ghost.
One who is never seen,
Never heard,
And never spoken to.

I see,
I hear,
I speak.

The way of the ghost is never understood because it’s never noticed.

The troubles of the world never get to me.
Only the heat does.

I am the ghost of all times.
I am —–

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2016

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