I am a ghost

In the streets

Of the city

Pretty girls

Float by

On the arms

Of handsome boys

In sweet oblivion

They do not see me

And, in their laughter

They do not hear me

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I am now experimenting with minimalist poems with double meanings.  This particular poem can be read as one of sadness and loneliness or with a more sinister tone.

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Brian Richard Tucker's picture

I loved this poem,I my self can not see the double meaning to it but can feel the sadness