I am searching me on the path and in the crowd-
Never see my eyes, even me!
Then what I say about the others,
Where am I?

I am invisible.
The waves of winds dancing through the holes of my cloths
And searching my past.
Who am I?
I am invisible.

I have a treasure of white doves that my own,
They will fly to remove the darkness from the world
And they represents us as you and as me!!!
Now still I walks as invisible through the hearts
Of poems dance by dance
Hence I am invisible like!