Nobody Is The Same Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Nobody is the same
That is the value of life
Finding out is its game
And also its longing’s strife
We have all our flame
Burning from the inside
Sometimes without any name
As they like star falls glide

Nobody knows the whole truth
In its endlessly spinning
Love is its eternal youth
Finding and sometimes winning
Twinkling out like a star
On to the depth of a heart
Near in its closeness or far
All that comes in and will start

Nobody is always here
So much is astray in space
Feelings are lost everywhere
Mournful and true in their grace
We have all our flame
To give and then take away
Answers are often hard to tame
And night comes after a day