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The Love of Nobody's Life

I should be someone’s lover; significant other But there is no one to love me, not even my mother I have fallen in love more times than I can remember But am always alone, January to December Nobody ever calls, to say they love me In someone’s heart and mind, I will never be I have been left alone to my own devices To suffer the misery of a loveless crisis The pain in my heart is more than I can bear For I can’t run my fingers through anybody’s hair Or kiss the sweet lips of someone who cares As our love ascends endless flights of stairs I am jealous of any love story, either real or film If happiness is a cake, love is the cream Since I can’t afford neither, I will let my heart bleed. I would love to be in love, but love isn’t guaranteed The love of my life exists only in a dream But In reality she belongs only to him He is the man who swept her of her feet While I was busy buying her flowers down the street The years pass away quick as love passes me quicker As I age, I rage for my chances grow thinner There is a knock on my door but it’s not love knocking Its death instead, for I can feel inside me illnesses flocking Even youth doesn’t love me, for I can see it leaving Life is departing from me, the times are unforgiving Still there is no one to love me, or comfort my despairs Love is the first in my list of unanswered prayers Fate denies me a chance, I have not any prospects They take my number down but never reply my texts They smile with me and flirt But end up breaking my heart I guess it’s just as well, some people are meant to be alone If there is someone out there for me, she will forever be unknown I know neither love nor how without it one can survive I am the love of nobody’s life

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 11/26/2022 4:26:00 PM
I hope this isn't self identity...sad and well executed...reading through your work I feel we both struggle with feelings of love..I play around it..
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Date: 2/8/2017 9:39:00 AM
Pretty damned sad, actually, Jack. Great rhyming and flow. Very well written. Hope you find someone to love you, Jack:)
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