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Ghost
June 4, 2019
I can see you, but you can’t see me.
I can go through you, but you can’t go through me.
The unexpected jump from your immobile position as I pick you up and down.
You blame your siblings as a selfish cover-up for the uncleaned mess,
When I had just finished playing with your stuff.
The breeze in your hair,
As I am walking by.
The step in your walk,
As I nudge you forward.
I whisper in your ear,
Where some might call it a “conscious”
For I am a being, that you simply can’t comprehend,
So don’t try anything that I do not recommended.
© Anonymous
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This poem is spoken in the eyes of a ghost. It is about how humans think that everything humans do are humans, but sometimes, it can be a paranolal entity that is doing it.