Odd One Out Poem by K.C. Ford

Odd One Out

Rating: 4.7


My life is a mess,
I've done everything wrong,
on the urge of a moment
I sing the wrong song.

I sing what is sung
to a different tune,
when I sing the sun,
and they the moon.

I guess I'm just odd,
or is that unique,
as I always stand out,
outside of the clique.

The many are more
in a crowd or a throng,
and I am just me
singing my song

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Is there anyone out there willing to comment, surely there are others, even one who's felt what the poem describes?
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Akachukwu Lekwauwa 12 June 2015

Everyone must realise their uniqueness and be proud of it. Thanks for sharing. Please review my poem Isthmus Of Pain And Joy

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K.c. Ford 03 June 2015

Thanks for taking the time to comment folks.

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Every man must sing his own song Lest his sands run out too soon And when time keeper hits the gong We should go smiling at the moon......... A thought provoking poem of yours sir and a very good one at that. I invite you to my page too for your valuable comments.

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Kelly Kurt 10 April 2015

Keep singing, KC. I'm a odd one too. : -)

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Ruth Walters 04 January 2014

it's good to be different...who wants to be ordinary...not me

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K.c. Ford 18 December 2015

Thanks for the comment Edward. Nice to know my poems are still being read.

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Edward Kofi Louis 17 December 2015

There are many obstacles in life; but, we can still change after many mistakes. Nice work.

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K.c. Ford 20 October 2015

Thanks guys-nice to know I'm not invisible.

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Edward Kofi Louis 20 October 2015

Outside of the clique; but with hope. Nice work.

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C. P. Sharma 10 July 2015

My dear friend, life is a show In life each one of us is a beau Earth revolves around its axis and the sun Strange interactions make life a real fun If we all were the same Fitted in the same frame Without fame and blame Life would be a dull game Music also has eight notes Their unique pitching ragas float Diverse instruments a symphony create Bass and treble are life's musical traits No one is ever out of tune Diversity is life's blessed boon

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