Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Forgotten People

Forgotten people
unnoticed daily
with downcast faces
that no one sees anyway

Invisible people
scurry to their houses
unseen by many
unseen by all actually

Cellophane people
hiding their hearts
so no one else hurts them
we see them not

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Gershon Wolf August 17, 2020 at 8:56 PM Shades of Beatles' 'Eleanor Rigby,' methinks. Tugs at the heart, Caren. Very meaningfully and eloquently penned. Thanks, Gershon Caren Krutsinger August 18, 2020 at 2:56 PM Thank you Gershon. I have become one.

Quoth Theraven August 17, 2020 at 8:10 AM Caren. This poem 'Forgotten People' a sad reality of people 'hiding their hearts'. To be sure they know how to feel pleasure & pain. How it feels to be on the losing end. Or just to be. -Richard Caren Krutsinger August 18, 2020 at 2:56 PM It is sadly more familiar to me now than it was ever before, now that I have aged, and have thus become "invisible".

Rico Leffanta August 16, 2020 at 11:55 AM Aye, many people WISH to be invisible! Aloha! Rico Caren Krutsinger August 16, 2020 at 4:44 PM And they do a GREAT job.

Ilene Bauer August 16, 2020 at 11:14 AM i think the world is made up of people like this, caren... Caren Krutsinger August 16, 2020 at 4:44 PM It sure is.