Alone

Lying, thinking

Last night

How to find my soul a home

Where water is not thirsty

And bread loaf is not stone

I came up with one thing

And I don't believe I'm wrong

That nobody,

But nobody

Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone

Nobody, but nobody

Can make it out here alone.

There are some millionaires

With money they can't use

Their wives run round like banshees

Their children sing the blues

They've got expensive doctors

To cure their hearts of stone.

But nobody

No, nobody

Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone

Nobody, but nobody

Can make it out here alone.

Now if you listen closely

I'll tell you what I know

Storm clouds are gathering

The wind is gonna blow

The race of man is suffering

And I can hear the moan,

'Cause nobody,

But nobody

Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone

Nobody, but nobody

Can make it out here alone.

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  • Lovely poem

  • Thank you :)

  • You write poetry... so do I. I'm published. Nice to meet someone likeminded :)

    I'll share one of mine in return. Going by your own poem, this will probably carry meaning for you.

    Why the caged bird sings

    Broken hearted I think I'll die

    Don't know how you all get by

    Like the phoenix caged I cry

    I yearn to soar high in the sky

    I get why the caged bird sings

    It's containment and many things

    The sadness being chained brings

    Not able to spread it's wings

    This whole world has yet to see

    The absolute best that I can be

    But that's never happening to me

    Until you finally set me free

    Tomorrow is still another day

    See me trying to joke and play

    But inside I'm all dark and grey

    'Cause I'm just containments prey

    ~To be truly free, one must first cast off the shackles of society and the constraints of life. Only then will you finally soar.~

  • Your poem has so much meaning for me. Thank you.

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