Mr. Nobody “Poem”

How does it feels like when you are nobody?

What it feels like having nobody to talk to?

When you can’t take it anymore

But you ought to exist and bear the burden of existence

What should one live for then?

When one has nothing but uncountable heartaches in future

A nobody can be somebody in the eyes of others

But to oneself one only knows pains and sorrows to all extent

Jesus alone knew what it feels like being crucified

That he has to endure all the suffering all alone

In greatest pains and sufferings and death one is always alone

This void and this emptiness can never be filled

Life is but a dark comedy at its best

A nobody is a person in loneliness

Somebody please throw a party

Let this nobody be something for a moment

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