Life Nowhere Poems

"Lee, you awake?"
Yeah, sorry. "Where were you?"
Nowhere, my call? Fold.
Looking around the table, I couldn't have drifted that long,
Wouldn't have known from the stares, whatever...

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A definite air permeates
When in the walls of my room
Projected productivity is it?
Or rather the reflection of what those expect of me

Identity found... lost, through...

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Joe's song inspires,
But what transpires?
Door can open anywhere,
Does it lead nowhere?
None escape life alive,
Meanwhile, let's thrive,
None win in this pond,
None come second,
Finally, we're crisps,
Souls become...

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trying to plan things 
but it seems they don't go through 
sitting here spinning...

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"Peace in the Nowhere"

Ghosts remain in this place
they read their words 
marked each day on walls
like prayers, it gives them
peace in the nowhere

someplace relevant to...

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People feel something lacking at their core
and worry they are nobody, living meaningless lives.
Depressives dwell on this existential dread
(susceptible then to projecting it outward in...

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Nowhere is a place
that comes up blank 
on google maps 
but you go there everyday,
walk the streets,
catch a train, buy lunch
at the same cafe.
Everything there...

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The road to nowhere
which we saw,
The road to everywhere 
is what we thought

An invitation to light
is what we hoped,
Living in the dark is
what we cope

A...

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She donned a lavender dress
With her best shoes to match
Rings on her fingers
And on her shoulders her hair sat

Lips as red as rubies
Eyes pierced with...

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When mind-blowing poverty is rife, 
People no longer have reason to care
Or rise above self-perpetuating strife,
Dusty trails often lead to nowhere
Through the annals of a...

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NOWHERE IN SiGHT

I'd pour my heart out
and scream if I have to,

when my soul is troubled,
that's how i take my life back.

hush me no more,
that's...

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The Tricky Chirp

The nester bird comes to live, 
in a nest, they did not make. 
Yet... the bird, 
feels right at home 
and not alone...

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Sweet Grace

Forgiven is grace, 
on my face, 
smiling, 
that I am free. 
Jesus, 
he loves me. 

How do I know that He is real, 
because...

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Safety in Hand

The raven calls my name, 
and I am afraid to answer. 
He will know all about me, 
even if I do not know...

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"Surprisingly strange how your brain works,
On your own mind,
In the middle of nowhere,
Is doing something super,
Out of sight, in a view,
To find yourself,
Of the warmth...

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