Best Nobody Poems
There was nobody who could come and weep at his graveside.
So we invited the misty mountain, the gusting moorland
And meandering little river where he had sat down and fished;
But, they were all previously engaged. still, we went anyway.
Someone had to lower the coffin...and songs refuse to sing
If nobody is there to listen.
Nobody told me that the road would be EASY,
Believe ME.
With every BREATH,
I begin to feel one with DEATH.
Wondering why it’s not me lifeless in the GRAVE.
Wondering why my life is being SAVED?
The more I breathe in this world’s AIR,.
The more I seem to CARE.
The more than I APPRECIATE,
Every time I AWAKE.
Every time I CRY,
Every fear I FACE,
I’m realizing I’m living NOW,
for a purpose, while preparing MYSELF,
for a better PLACE.
I do not know what tomorrow BRINGS,
But I know what today IS.
My tomorrow results from what I make of TODAY!
Today determines what my tomorrow may BRING!
Yesterday helps factors a fraction of my TODAY!
But nobody told ME!
The weight of the world would be carried by ME.
I knew it would be HARD,
but never did I think it would be this DIFFICULT.
I never thought I would actually loose so MUCH,
before I gain so LITTLE.
I never thought the little gain, would mean so MUCH!
I never realized how little I CRIED,
Until when I TRIED,
no tears would FLOW.
And when they started they would never STOP!
And when they stopped, the feelings would still REMAIN!
Nobody told me I would loose so many KEN.
Nobody told me I would loose several of my close FRIENDS.
Nobody told me I would feel so low DOWN.
Nobody told me I would be hurt by words SPOKEN.
Nobody told me my heart would be constantly BROKEN.
But even if they had told ME,
all of this and much MORE.
It would have never prepared me to be the CHOSEN!
x You,
the one who hurts me.
x You,
the one who chains me.
x You,
the one who controls me like a puppet.
x You,
the one who has my strings tied to your fingers.
x You're making my choices yours and I've gotten used having no say.
x Weave the webbing you create,
Trap me like a fly.
x Everytime you hurt me,
I manage to pretend that I am blind.
Im clearly not but I lie and tell myself
"She cant be that bad!"
... Can she?
x To me you're like a cigarette,
Im addicted to your love despite it being the thing that's killing me, I don't want to stop but this time I won't let myself answer your calls.
x Instead,
you fill up my head.
Memories,
Cravings,
Feelings.
Withdrawal drowns me.
x I should burn every excuse I made for your abuse,
But I don't.
x Keep promising myself I won't go back to you,
But I've never quit successfully.
x Halfway through another cigarette,
I promised it'd be my last 3 packs ago.
But I knew I'd likely never quit.
I don't even get a buzz anymore,
I feel nothing for them.
x I feel nothing for you.
Pain is fuel for frustration,
Because I don't have a will to quit.
x You lassoed me and pulled me in,
just to tear me and my everything apart.
Thoughts of you flood back any time I leave,
a voice of silk whispering to me.
Claiming one more time won't hurt.
I'm not strong enough to ignore it and it senses my fear.
x I said it was the last time last time. x
x I know the damage even a tiny taste can do.
I swear it's the last hit I'll take of you.
x I don't wanna be alone.
I tell myself your toxic love is like cigarettes or drugs.
Addictive, deadly, and damage can only be seen with the eye of time.
x I need to find a way out of your faux love web,
but I can't see through the fog your kiss leaves.
x You're like a cigarette. I'm desperate to stop but at the same time, I don't wanna quit.
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Entry #1
Date
Wed. x 00:30-06:10 x 26-1-22
Inspo
Nicotine, P!aTD.
Call me and I'll be there
When nobody listens
and nobody cares
When everyone ' s busy
whilst you shed cold tears
I will be next to you...
I will be holding you...
I will conquer all your fears...
I'll be by your side
Every day,every night
I never let go
I need you to know
Cuz nobody loves you
the way I do...
I'd kiss your thousand
shades of blue
I pour crystalled sugar
to sweeten the air
Call me,and I'll be there
Don't ever doubt
the way I feel
The words that I sing
are not surreal
I have no choice
But this heart has a voice
If only you'd knew
It bleeds just for you
If only you'd knew
all men that I meet
when I walk down the street
Every face that I see
Eyes glancing at me
are only a reminder
of you,your smile
and your face
The warmth in your eyes
and your loving embrace
Cuz nobody loves you
the way I do
No,no baby
Nobody,just nobody
loves you the way I do...
In the past you’d fought bouts of depression
but your sudden death came out of the blue
You hid so well the signs of your regression
and that you’d plunge and die in the blue bayou
I gather up my words and start stuttering,
at your funeral service I take the lead role
I wish I could have prevented your suffering
and that I’d noticed you were a tortured soul
I’m at the church where I was due to be your bride
a torrent of tears flood from my sapphire eyes
I hold a single rose as I stand by your graveside
your tragic death has taken everyone by surprise
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Theme ‘ I gather up my words’
Rhyme Scheme ABAB
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guide upon fragile
pretences.
Wax d
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like heavy t
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suppressed for years
and.... I tried,
yet they never seemed to understand.
So... I remained
misunderstood by ignorant minds
I guess I became lost
m i s g u i d e d.
Yet, I remained
on that path,
maybe, to be accepted.
They forget, even
saints have sinned.
I did not need
to be fixed
nor cured,
i was not diseased,
i was not dying.
My mind saw in clear definition
Yet the heart was still... A little torn.
It was you - them,
all of you.
Those who never showed me the way
nor any faith.
So, I remained
always at the
start.
Each time I took one step forward, in the end I just went
back
and... Even though I was there
none of you saw me.
Silence became my friend,
The heart did beat,
but it f
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upon
deaf ears.
I was fragile,
but you were intoxicated,
floating within ignorant intimacy,
like butterflies full of lust
but... They still came
took what they wanted and
left.
Even you
could not see
how your polluted
perfume was choking me.
When I showed you
the whole of the moon,
you disagreed and said,
it was just a crescent.
Again you failed to see
what was hidden
behind the clouds -
which masked the truth.
As the
horizons diversify
and the stars
begin to fade,
the day will come,
when I am gone.
Some may cry -
most will smile.
As you stumble
upon my words
and the ink reels
of blood
portray my life,
maybe then,
as the sun
is dying -
someone may
finally understand.
Nobody strives to be a gentleman
Nobody will help teach the youth
Nobody likes virtue and chastity
Nobody cares for the truth
Nobody takes responsibility
Nobody heeds fatherly advice
Nobody refrains from profanity
Nobody refrains from vice
Nobody will stand for the underdog
Nobody will for his brother fight
Nobody believes in God any more
Nobody will die for what’s right
Allow me to introduce myself
Be my dress fine or shoddy
If you haven’t guessed by now
I must be Nobody
Form:
No one knows the rubble I’ve seen.
Nobody knows but DEEEshus.
I stop washing dishes and turn around.
My four-year-old is belting this out with gusto.
These dishes?
She nods.
Where did you learn it?
In church.
Okay.
Gave my heart and soul to thee
Changed my look and life to please
Accepted good and not so good
But still waiting for him I stood
Nothing of me he ever accepted
Emotion of mine always suspected
Only if changed, is what he thought
But still his amity is what I sought
Loneliness is what, caused him agony
So “Yes” he said to seek harmony
Whole affair for him was only a deal
Essence of Love he could never feel
What he said was considered a law
Malevolence in him I never saw
Sensitive a lot he said he was
Yet only pain is what he caused
Alone he goes ahead blaming destiny
Thought his love was for eternity
Today for me my world is lost
Limits of tolerance has been crossed
Now I realize we can’t pair
Oh god It’s a feeling of despair
For Hurt, anger, pity and shame
Nobody but my self to blame
Born the day after tomorrow.
Thirteen stars shone down with sorrow.
A future with nowhere to go.
The answer came, but always no.
A living sculpture of defeat.
Just a shadow on the street.
The rains came down and things got muddy.
On this journey to become nobody.
One by one, the stars went out.
But much too slow to remove the doubt.
The artists painting came into view.
Of a hazy portrait nobody knew.
Somewhere above where angels dwell.
His soul will rise beyond this hell.
Nobody came or even tried.
To pay respects when nobody died.
Nobody knows the pain she hides,
No one cares to look inside.
This little girl that’s only nine,
Has to fight to stay alive.
Her mom’s an alcoholic,
And her daddy does drugs.
She gets beaten and bruised,
Instead of kisses and hugs.
Nobody hears the little girl’s cries,
Nobody notices her wet swelled eyes.
When her mommy is drunk and her daddy is high,
So she doesn’t get beaten, she has to hide.
She’s sick of the pain,
That she suffers from every night.
She’s sick of getting punished,
For her mom and dad’s fights.
So, she went downstairs and grabbed a rope,
And hung it way up high.
She stood on a chair and put her head through the noose,
And jumped and hung there to die.
Her mom came home drunk that night,
Her daddy came home high.
To find her hanging by the rope,
To find out she had committed suicide.
Nobody knew the pain she hid,
Nobody cared to look inside.
The little girl that had wet swelled eyes,
Committed suicide and no longer has to fight to stay alive.
Interrupting at every chance
Why is it nobody listens
Why is it nobody cares
Just once she’d like to express
Her inner self to the full extent
Without needing to elbow
For her place on the podium
For her place in the sun
Why is it nobody cares
Why is it nobody listens
AP: 3rd place 2021
Posted on February 23, 2019
, I am me, you are only you, we are ourselves, nobody can ever change that.
If anybody tried all hell will come down on us, because we are unique and nobody can change that. I'm me and that is who I want to be for the rest of my life.
Amma,
Yesterday the tree died. Many men came and cut it down and laid it on the road.
They laid the body on the road.
I went and said a few kind words. The tree had always been good to me.
In fact it had been good to everyone but nobody came Ma.
They took the tree's body away, I was not sure if they will burn it away or bury it. I wished it stayed longer with us.
What happens to trees that die Ma?
(Amma, Ma are synonymous with mother)
Nobody….
Nobody will see
what good you do,
but everybody will observe
where you go wrong
Nobody will see
what efforts you make
but everybody will observe
where you get the success from
people around you
will be jealous with your sincerity
They will have hundreds of questions
and always demand to prove your ability.
Mistakes will be captured
more than the efforts which are sincere
wrong things will be highlighted more
than the right things done ever.
People around you
Will be eager to pull you down
They'll prove themself to be more better
And more capable to wear the winning crown
Very few people will notice
where you bring the correct things from
but everybody will observe
where you go wrong.
Thanks and regards,
Prasad Korade