Can't you see me, a ghost I am to be? A translucent figure without a purpose, fading away like a blood drop to the sea?
Translucent
By: Adam M. Snow
Can't you see me,
a ghost I am to be?
A translucent figure without a purpose,
fading away like a blood drop to the sea?
Can't you see me?
Hear my plea?
My words, my reason to live;
can't you hear me?
Hear my voice, a plea of sorrow,
tearful apologies,
and a truthful memory.
Can't you hear me?
See me crying;
the reflection you deny to see?
Can't you see me,
through the mirror looking back,
a ghost I am to be?
Can't you see me?
I am you.
Being ignored especially by the ones you love can make your feel as if your are nothing more than an apparition on the winds of the night. Look at me is what this poem screams. Hear me and let me know you care flames with passion. This is well done and very creative in style and wording.
So the lines "A translucent figure without a purpose, fading away like a blood drop to the sea?" reminded me of those people who throw the flowers into the rivers or seas when a loved one dies in an effort to pray for their souls whether they be lost or not. I like the imagery and the blame factor in this. The lines about the denied reflection spoke volumes.
I hate to say I enjoy not being seen, gives me time to make sure of things. I liked this, but I am sorry to say I felt nothing but envy in not being seen.
Artwork and words were amazing. Allowed the reader to fall into the thoughts and question. I like the surprise ending.
"Can't you see me?
I am you."
Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
"The writer’s mind, can surpass even the most intellectual minds." –Adam M. Snow
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