Ruhi Shah

Rookie (12-12-1991)

Feeling Invincible Being Invisible - Poem by Ruhi Shah

I ask myself everyday, why do i play this game? Is it even worth winning when there is so much to lose?

Sometimes I like to watch people on the street, to be a witness of their existence and still be invisible. Like i am the smallest thing in the world, a fleeting moment, a curious glance, a question waiting to be answered or an answer searching for a question.

And then the big bad monster goes away because I am too small to be found, to insignificant to be around.
I don't know you and you don't know me. But somehow we are here together, if that is not a miracle, then what is?


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Sitting in a coffee shop looking at people outside passing by. They don't see me but I see them. They have no purpose in my life but I am witnessing their existence. Like an unexpected visit... a surprise..or magic maybe.

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  • Rookie - 59 Points Brian Jani (5/19/2014 9:41:00 AM)

    Ruhi I love your poetic style (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 27, 2013


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