The Ghost That Never Existed Poem by Atef Ayadi
The Ghost That Never Existed
it is easy
to put it on others.
after all my 'self'
is made of others, and all civilization-al
ghosts of all sorts and types.
there are also,
ghosts, who are real,
walking, talking,
with gadgets, budges,
selfies and add-ons,
cloths on,
cloths off.
i am tired of all of that.
they are hollow ghosts after all.
my hollowness is an 'asset, '
unlike my friendly looking shadow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/2/2024 8:04:42 PM # 1.0.0.1119
