I Have No Idea Poems | Examples

My Daily Struggle

I wake up miserable each morning 
Being mad at the world around me 
For having to exist in this forsaken life 
That for me is only hell and misery 

It seems most choices that I made 
Led me farther and farther astray 
Now I’m lost in this forest of depression 
And I have no idea how to find my way 

In this world full of so many people 
Why is it that I always feel I’m alone 
I pushed away anyone who tried to care
With the heartlessness that I had shown 

Inside I’m scared of loving someone 
Life has shown me they will always leave 
So why let them get close to me 
So they can hurt me causing me to grieve 

Maybe it’s as simple as that for me
If someone is going to break my heart 
Why not let that someone be me
And never let them love me from the start 

Or is my mental state of mind deranged 
And there is some medication I should take
It this some disorder thats gone undiagnosed 
Causing this life of hell I can not shake

Happy Returns

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Each in their box, we lay
The same inseparable us
Still many of miles away 
Voiceless and out of sight
Out of memories too
From darkness into the light
Our messages passing through
One day we shall return
In full ignorance who we are
Life’s ethereal, it cannot be learned
It’s the light of the extinct star
Though we are dead and gone
The combination we made
Is remembered and will go on
In the most beautiful way 
“Is that you?”, I expect to hear
Oh my darling, please tell me more
Who we were, I have no idea
But I think we have met before.

Let it be

Let it be
The arrival of the
New year
I hope we have a good year
Ahead of us
AIso I hope to accomplish my
Poetry writing
Also I hope
I will be no more sick
I am planning to stay
Healthy
In the new year
I have no idea if I
Will be able to do that
I am questioning that
AIso I am living now in
The future
I still don't know nothing
About my future
God please tell me about my future
Because I am dying to know
About my future
I hope not to make
Any mistakes in my
Future
That I had done in my
Past
I am afraid of
Making mistakes again

we bought him off

He was a fop, a weirdy cat, a popinjay
foolish, ridiculous, cheeky and brash
we landed on a big secret one day
he can be bought off with a bit of cash
at family events, he annoys others
paid to leave us alone by me and my brothers.
Why isn’t you dad coming around? Asked our mother.
“I have no idea,” lied one of my brothers.

Many Best Friends on Poetry Soup

I have so many best friends on PoetrySoup 
It has been the go-to-place for me to meet people.
People from Australia, Africa, New York City, and Texas.
I have no idea where some of my best Soup friends live.

In the middle of the night, I will get messages from my besties.
Many of them have sent me points for my contests.
They wish me “happy birthday,” “happy Easter”, “happy Friday!’
So many wonderful friends I have made on this site.

If I am lonely or sad, I get online and read my messages.
People are kind, empathetic, lovely in their sentiments.
I am uplifted by them. They are as much a friend as my off-line friends.
Maybe more so. They understand me better.

He is Always Alone

I love bird speak
Hearing the tweets and whistles
Uplifts my mornings

We have cardinals, wrens, and robins
One lone blue jay
I feel sorry for him, because he is alone

An outcast
When he comes to the feeders, the others scatter
I could name him

If I did I would want to give him a joyful uplifting name
But it would not fit
He is always alone, and ostracized by the others

I have no idea why
For he is not nearly as annoying
As those loud ugly crows

His Voice is Buttery

His voice is buttery says a musician critic on TV
I have no idea what buttery means
She sings her butt off
This is also curious
If she turned around, I could see this
He can sing the phone book
Couldn’t we all?
If we wanted to.
If I did, someone would beg me to stop singing
No.
Everyone would beg me to stop singing

Harder Than Saying Goodbye

I picked up my phone,
There was a message from you,
When I read it,
My heart fell to the floor.
Your parents don’t like me,
And they want to keep us apart,
Yet somehow you still love me,
And I have no idea why.
Goodbyes aren’t forever,
They just mean “see you later”,
You told me you’ll come back to me,
And I know you will.
But it’s still a hard pill to swallow,
Because the only thing harder than saying goodbye,
Is waiting for the day when you’ll come back to me.

Why Didn't You Stay

Far from the sea
I'm trying to set myself free
Tears flowing like a river
I have no idea when will it be over
You left in March, now it's almost May
Still, I'm asking myself why didn't you stay?
I can feel the heaviness in me like rain
My heart is clearly in vain
Nights felt so empty, I always cry
The ghost of our past is haunting me, I feel like I'm gonna die
Moving forward feels like walking on a broken glass
Grief is a thing I have no Idea how to surpass
I could no longer see the clear blue sky
I don't know how to rise, but I still try
Always looking back to our yesterday, it was so bright
Oh, darling! When will I be able to see the light?

she is a delight

Once famous, she is unrecognizable now
Due to her age, lack of hair, and loss of a tooth
She now lives on the streets of Las Vegas
I choose this life, she told me
Because I need to give out Bibles
I want to save people’s souls
If I did not live among them,
They would not trust me

I have no idea whether this was all truth
Partial truth
Or if it had a sliver of truth
But she was a marvelous singer
She could out-sing a church
I know this because I took her to mine
And she out-sang the church

She is a delight, and I am proud to know her
She has no car, so I give her rides from time to time

Sleepy Daydream

I have been floating these days, 
in between thoughts, 
in between words. 
I have been grateful, 
and sick to my stomach at the unfairness 
of it all. 
Constellations strung together by invisible
threads pull me back together, 
they place my bare feet gently back on 
soft grass. 
My, I have no idea of what I am trying to say-
but I know, 
I know that  
my eyes are heavy and sleepy daydreams 
have taken root in place of this blanched reality. 
I would love to lay my head on a soft pillow 
tonight and let my thoughts drift out 
into the sea- 
to drown, 
to swim, 
to float. 
To do what heavy and light thoughts do- 
sink or save you.

Wishy was being a little bit washy

Brooding at the bar, Wishy was being a little bit washy.
The whiskey had made his speech a little bit sloshy.
I said, "Wishy, I have no idea ~
what is it you want me to say?"
He moaned, "Trishy was never really Wishy's, now was she?”

writing painting and cleaning

I plunk myself down in front of a computer
No reason, nothing to say, not inspired or anything
Others say they stare at a blank page or screen
Not me; I marvel at my hands as they begin to type
Who are we channeling? Who is writing this stuff?
I have no idea, but my muse is always writing, writing, writing

Unless we are painting, and then I do not know whether she is asleep
Or sitting on my shoulder, whispering to me which strokes to use
If there is anything I do on my own, it is probably clean
Because who wants to do that, right?
Not even me.

I love Comedy

I love Comedy 

Yes, I do
to read a clown
spewing humour
what the hell can I add
when a man defends feminism
and then bends over for trump
he's asking for praise right up the rump

Lets be clear, and honest and true
he not only supports genocide
he's raped women
abused them with Epstein
a trait Zionists love to do

I have no idea, none at all
why a human would support
rape
theft
murder
fraud
stealing from child's charities
robbing his own country to arm Israel

That's what he seems to adore
I'd rather, given the choice
be human, not a glorified bore w

Lover

I’d follow you into the depths of the ocean 
I have no idea why. 
I've never had to deal with this emotion 
But now my love for you spans well beyond our sky. 

I would do anything and everything in my power to save you
This rule includes sacrificing my own life
I promise my love you are the one I will always come back to
We are written in the stars, my girl, one day you will be my wife. 

You know me, inside and out, soul and all
You make me happy when I feel like I’ll never smile again
I don’t believe in God but for you, I would make that call
I’d pray to keep your love, down on my knees I’d give an amen. 

I don’t know why you are the only one to make me feel this way.
I’ve never been one to get what others call butterflies
But with you my dear I get them every day
I would kill for you, sweetheart, should the need arise. 

The way your dark hair cascades across your shoulders 
Or how you always smile when I walk into the room 
Your beautiful eyes seem to draw me in, they become my holders
I’ll always know the sound of your voice, even when I lay in my tomb.

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