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Poems

Tasha Gill Dec 2012
When nobody understands anybody

Everybody is fine

But when anybody can't explain

Nobody doesn't know what's wrong

Anybody feels alone

Nobody tries to make it better

Anybody begins to cry

Nobody couldn't know but he feels terrible all the same

Anybody digs deep deep down to find the words

But she can't they're lost somewhere

Where nobody can find them

But nobody's not looking for words

He's looking for a solution that can't be found

Anybody gives up on explaining or telling nobody

And lets the pain wash over her

But nobody's there he finds the solution

Hidden down beneath the words that anybody couldn't find

But nobody found them and there he found the solution

The way to make anybody understand how nobody feels

Without having to find more elusive words

A hug

An exchange of looks and a smile

Anybody finds new words

Different words to express the feelings of nobody

I love you

And nobody doesn't need to search for words anymore

Because they were given to him

Handed down to him from anybody

And he says these words that don't have to be found

But discovered or given and once given they need to be returned better than before

I love you too.
Sjr1000 Nov 2014
Is anybody out there
Is anybody home?
Is anybody out there
Is anybody home?

The lights are shinning in my eyes
I can't see a thing,
the silence is
so deafening,
I can sing,
I can dance,
but
My words are falling
into dust and ash,
Is there anybody
out there?
Is there anybody
home?

I know there are
so many times
I know I need to
be alone.
I can hear my
voice a whispering
I can hear my songs
being sung
into this empty silence
even before I have
begun.

A satellite without a planet
a planet without a sun
a motherless child at the park
without a room to call
her own,
a life without a tomb,
Is there anybody
out there?
Is there anybody
home?

A heart without
a lover,
empty pages
without a story
time with no beginning
time without an end.

A freeway with no exit,
a ticket without a destination
a sunrise without a plan,
soaring with no place to land.

It's hard to be a god
in this universe alone
and all your creations
have taken the first bus home,
as the house lights fade
and
the last intermission is done
and
no one is listening
and
no one is home.