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Invisible

Even my mother once described me as being a plain Jane. Not even afforded the indignity of being treated with disdain. Invisible, that's what I am among my peers. No one to share my hopes, my dream, or even my fears. I Gave up long ago it seems, of trying to be known. Invisible on the stage of life, forever all alone. Some believe it would be magical being invisible to all. Fair well I know the truth, even my tears have ceased to fall. Times past I tried to appear, let people know I'm there. Tried time and time again, but none would ever care. I stand on the edge of the world, a spectator to it all. Just longing to be seen, someone please! my name to call. I lie here on my bed, in the sanctuary of my room. Realising I never see the light, just gazing through the gloom. I stand and stare into the mirror, now there's nothing I can see. The realisation hits me hard. Now I'm invisible to me. l am reminded me on a Girl I knew at school. I imagine what she would have gone through being invisible to her peers.

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Date: 6/19/2016 8:00:00 PM
Craig: You may well have captured the reason for so much depression hiding in our young people. It doesn't need to be this way if we would "each one, reach one". A great reminder to all of us to look around and find those "hidden strangers" among us of all ages. Thanks for sharing this insight in such a stunning way. Keep them coming. oldbuck
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Old Man Emu
Date: 6/20/2016 3:30:00 PM
Thanks for your wise words and insight buck, appreciate the feedback.
Date: 5/1/2016 5:30:00 AM
Felt the sorrow in this chilling write, actually desired by some who sometimes receive too much unwanted attention, but a sad tale for others. Potent write.
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Old Man Emu
Date: 5/1/2016 1:23:00 PM
You are also correct Dineen. Thank you for you comment. Appreciate the visit to my poem. Regards, Craig
Date: 4/30/2016 11:25:00 PM
I can feel this poem as if it was me, beautiful write! :)
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Old Man Emu
Date: 5/1/2016 2:21:00 AM
Thank you arthur for your comment. Kind regards, Craig
Date: 4/30/2016 6:43:00 PM
As I get older I seem to be acquiring invisibility. Being a person who enjoys observing other, I find the invisibility to be quite useful. I very much enjoyed your poem Craig.
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 4/30/2016 11:25:00 PM
You are far from invisible, your kindness is a beacon of light, its not always the loud voice that gets heard, sometimes is the quiet wise one that lights the room. :)
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Old Man Emu
Date: 4/30/2016 10:47:00 PM
Thanks Richard, That kind of invisibility is good. I too find it useful in certain family functions.
Date: 4/30/2016 6:22:00 PM
I think there are so many who can identify with this poem Craig. It speaks of feeling neglected and a cry to be loved for so long that one begins to believe their self worth is so non existent that they can not even see their own reflection! A very moving poem and perfect for the contest if it is an entry. Aloha, Connie
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Old Man Emu
Date: 4/30/2016 10:49:00 PM
Thanks for the review and your comments Connie. You are quite correct, I reflect back on my school days and wish I could have seen some of these people and made them feel worthwhile.
Date: 4/30/2016 5:18:00 PM
So well crafted with superb flow and deft couplet rhyming... as an adolescent I felt the same way. Well done Craig. Keith
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Old Man Emu
Date: 4/30/2016 10:50:00 PM
As do many at times Keith. Thank you for your kind review. Regards, Craig
Date: 4/30/2016 4:29:00 PM
Ooohoohoo I can identify. Very well expressed. Well Done, God Bless, Judy Ball
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Old Man Emu
Date: 4/30/2016 10:51:00 PM
So it seems a most identifiable theme for a lot of people. Thanks Judy.
Date: 4/30/2016 1:17:00 PM
- Everyone is an important "piece" in the life - a deep and touching poem, Craig - I wish you a beautiful weekend :) - hugs // Sun :) .... Anne-Lise :)
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Old Man Emu
Date: 4/30/2016 10:53:00 PM
Thank you Anne-Lise, and you are quite correct, someone is always important to another person.
Date: 4/27/2016 2:53:00 PM
heal the lesions of invisibility, mr. shaman... a most edgy, sullen read!,,huggs
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James Horn
Date: 4/28/2016 5:28:00 AM
Sharman not Shaman. Shaman is an undesirable poet.
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Old Man Emu
Date: 4/28/2016 1:00:00 AM
Thank you for the visit and comments Nette. Regards, Craig
Date: 4/25/2016 1:08:00 PM
I lived myself many years within that very 'room'. Creative view of the invisible. J.
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Old Man Emu
Date: 4/25/2016 3:17:00 PM
Sorry to hear that John. You have a great mind for poetry I believe it would inspire others along the way. Thank you for the review.
Date: 4/24/2016 7:03:00 PM
Craig, the last line drive home the bitter truth of this sadly real poem.
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Old Man Emu
Date: 4/24/2016 9:34:00 PM
Sorry it is a bit of a sad one. Thanks for the comment John.

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