Sitting quietly in a corner,
Clothed in fine clothes,
Looking good,
But deep down no one sees her pains.
People passing,
minding their business,
No one looking her side,
They thought since she’s well dressed,
Then she needs no help.
No one knows she’s hurting,
Her invisible pains can’t be seen,
Yea, we have some people,
In her position too.
Having invisible pains.
It’s real and harmful,
I pray they find strength,
In their pains.
©Blessing Pius
Unfortunately not everyone’s pain is seen on the outside. Great poem!
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I Love ❤️ this
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