Ghost

Here is a poem I wrote filled with metaphors. Read it, and then comment what you think this poem means.

 

A ghost haunting everyone –

Who can move place to place

Without being seen.

No one will notice

If they walk right through.

Ghosts don’t exist, they say,

Because how could there be someone

Who exists but we can’t see?

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