Sailing in my thoughts
            Like a ship in the ocean
Swaying up and down
               On the poetical waves.

Thoughts are the waves
                     Poetic and creative
Painful and joyous
                        Stormy and calm.

They hit unexpected
             Leaving a mark behind
Like love leaves a scar
           Thoughts leave a notion.

Poets are in need of them
         The ideas of stormy waves
Their mind is able to create
         After a thriving earthquake
Which brings about the storm
                       In the creative days.

I have a best friend, his name is Nobody
Nobody likes me
Nobody cares for me
Nobody notices me
Nobody hugs me when I feel down
Nobody helps me
Nobody talks to me
Nobody loves me
Nobody wants me
I love Nobody too