Nothing - Poem by rinki nandy
High hopes busied my mind,
my dreams left me behind,
i wouldn't mind,
if only God was kind.
Great expectations made me insane,
no one but me to blame,
no one but me who knows my name,
is there anything i can claim?
That's not the only surprise
as i long in disguise,
for my only prize.
Days make me feel dead,
wish the feeling was dead.
This ain't the end i expected,
God send me to live as i expected.
Born to be different was my only belief,
which gave me relief.
Lacks the zeal, has no passion,
future is going to seal, has no compassion.
Attitude is laid back,
ain't ever getting back.
I don't really talk,
telling me.....you can't walk the walk.
Popularity is there only care,
smartness is not what they dare.
Getting stupid and lost,
not knowing what this will cost,
knowing this as forever lost.
Makes me restless,
telling myself i am no less,
am still different....nevertheless.
Where is my sanity?
where is my divinity?
is there an end to my vanity?
They don't seem to comprehend,
prejudice is their reason to apprehend.
Though I agree on one thing,
when they say the thing......
“this story ain't very touching,
all i have become.....is nothing”.
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