The Art Of Invisibility

Look at me!

Oh wait, you can't

Because I am invisible to your stuffed eyes.

I walk around like a thief in black shades

But I don't want your money.

I just steal your thoughts and plans

And eat them as lunch (yumm!)

I annoy you with my deafening silence

But you will never spot me

I guarantee.

I try getting into your brains

But you are as slow as a snail

So if you try to follow my trail

You will most certainly fail.

As you chatter away among your peers

I creep up in between

To listen to your confidences.

Still, you are too blind to see

The catalyst that is me.

I am the treasure buried somewhere in the future.

A palace made up as a shack.

Repelling the feet that look for

Comfort in idleness.

Hide and seek is my favourite game.

I hide but you never seek.

While you are stuck in a storm

Thinking there is no way out

With eclectic navigations

I roam about.

I can see you are getting curious

And my mother curiosity kills.

So, before she sets you on fire

You should at least know my name.

After so much puzzling

Not telling would be lame.

Those who know me

Call me

' Never ending opportunities'