Unseen

by

Ebojielu Samuel

As dark as the night,

The cries behind my smiles,

Silent and brutal with it's sting;

Just like a flying kite

They see me with their eyes,

Bright and beautiful like a ring.

The unseen battles I fight

With hope that I will rise

Wavering and sinking, not an upswing

To hide from the blight

I walked on those aisles

Free and detached with no string

I see the heights

High above the skies

Slow and steady I will cling.

Unseen (Poetry)

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