Nobody Poems - Poems about Nobody

Don’t talk to me about self-control If you’ve never cried in your bed After trying to quit for the 50th time. Don’t tell me “it’s just a phase” If you’ve never looked at yourself in the mirror And hated what you became. And don’t you dare say, “Everybody watches ****.” Because that’s the problem. This generation is overdosing on pleasure And starving for purpose. Sex...

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It’s a warning. If I perish, I perish But I will not shut up. Lust is not love. **** is not harmless. Masturbation is not a phase. I lived it Not ‘cause I was raised wrong, But because sin crept in through a simple ad at twelve. Yeah, twelve. One click, and my innocence died behind a glowing screen. Don’t tell me this is normal. Normal ain’t...

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4-5-2025 I know that you forget, especially in Spring ~ That we do wear bright, gold wedding rings! Do you hide yours in your tight, clinging jeans? When out at night, chasing some hot, young queens? I recall all the many, fiery spats we have had....

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A warped zone twisted & unworthy of grasping-- impossible to escape. No reward No love No answers. Frantic fingers scrape at the escape hatch yearning to push the EJECT button (clinging to hope for transmigration). A glimpse into dying a flood of deadly lies. No winners here or there-- only degenerating brains in a neo-Roman Empire where any-THING goes & NO-body knows ...

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I had to learn to stand tall on my own while learning to face reality ... Nobody ever told me that in my life, ( Life is not fair to anybody) Nobody ever told me ( No matter how good you are and the more the Universal will test your faith Just to see how strong you...

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Once I thought Everyone will be beside me In words, in feelings, in presence But slowly I understood Nobody is truly not to anyone People come, stay for a while Then it gets lost with time Those whom I held tightly One day they also gave up slowly In the beginning, I used to be afraid to be alone But now this silence...

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"i know nobody, how about you?” “omg, yes! ~ i know nobody too!" and at that moment, our worlds became so much better, because nobody had brought us together, and who woulda thought that that was something that nobody could do? ...

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A nobody but I'm somebody in the vast cosmic dance, Just one small spark, yet burning with resilient light. I walk unseen through crowded streets, a passing glance, A whispered name forgotten with the fading night. Yet in my quiet moments, worlds expand within, My thoughts create universes none have ever known. The smallest acts of kindness—where legends begin, From tender seeds...

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I’m just a cackling controller (sit straight, listen, stop talking) Until I stop to look into your eyes It’s the wonder in them which makes me a teacher I’m just a watching monitor (settle down, take your things, write neatly) Until I stop and pay attention to your work It’s the magic in your hands that make me a teacher I’m...

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I am just a nobody, A simple woman with a simple beauty, But a nobody can be a somebody, Because of my dedication in writing a poetry. I am just a nobody, I may lack of material things and money, But a nobody can be a somebody, Because of my hidden talents I was praised by many. I am just a nobody, I...

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A journalist asked, “what will happen, Mother Teresa, when you are no longer with us?” Her answer: “I believe that if God finds a person even more useless than me, He will do even greater things through her.” – from the Prayer of Jabez devotional by Bruce Wilkinson He takes nobodies, just like me And makes them...

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I say what I wanna say, day and night Do what I wanna do, when it’s right No body knows me, the way that I do I’m just being me, so you be you. My words might be one, only I understand And I do what I like, I don’t need a hand There’s no body like me, they haven’t...

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Most people aren’t blessed with all the zest Of money, power and fame, But live their lives in “quiet desperation,” As Thoreau once famously claimed. As for me I once believed I was headed toward the stars, But time has taught me well it seems, I didn’t get too far. For I didn’t climb the highest rungs Up the...

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Hold on to hope, fate is unkind... nobody can be too sure about anything, not even tomorrow; we live and die for a cause, to keep that ideal alive in the joyful heart we despair and cry until tears flow, has anyone asked, " What's our purpose, what makes life simple, not wild? " If we can't answer this simple question we haven't dreamed,...

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May grow in the desert the inert body with buds of soul, but no one, nobody really, didn't smell his flowers and if no one, nobody really, did not see the tears from the mother's eyes, what is the point of glorifying the flowers of paradise? No one, nobody really, don't answer when we ask in...

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