I have nobody I am somebody I have the heart of desire love to live I hate to live alone My life is empty or is it full I wander around no place to go or a place of my destiny Road is dark only lit up by the moons brite or is the stars light brite enough to guide me Hear the wind howl trees swaying as my truck rolls by I come to dead end is this the farthest I go Bridge is out road is closed hit my brakes my life is at its end the road ends the journey begins off to the right I drive turning on a dirt road where will it lead Moon lite is all I have Kicking up dust I leave behind My life continues on a dirt bumpy road but I live on all alone traveling down the unknown
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
one of my favorite pieces. had to repost this also an older poem I wrote.
Poetnumber1St James, Port of Spain Trinidad and TobagoAug 4, 2012
Ah i now see why this one is one of your favorites,this is a class writeYou had me from me from start to finish.Love this one Mike and i reckon this one is among the charms of your published pieces...cheers friend M.M
You are right this is one of what I do consider my most prized as this was written early in my beginnings as a writer. I do go back and read and re read this as it runs deep in my vains. I am pleased you agree and see this as I do..
You are welcome! Man, I think this can relate to more of us then we know. I am glad you found a liking into one of my most cherished pieces that I hold close.
Love this poem kick...makes you just think.about everything . Thanks for posting enjoyed this read
LadyMorgana60Norwich, Norfolk, England UKAug 4, 2012
Hi Kickit yep.. can relate to this great poem..and agree with poet, can see why its your favourite, gald you re-posted this .. may you always have a clear road ahead
Macduff5Newcastle, New South Wales AustraliaAug 5, 2012
Hi Kickit,
Well I must have missed it the first time, so I'm glad you resurrected it. An apt metaphor for life's trials and tribulations.
jeddah12singapore, Central Singapore SingaporeAug 5, 2012
i do know and understand as well my dear cos our life leads to nowhere,,so keep we all keep going,live our life as we do now,we move on till we find the right one we call it our own home,in the arms of someone we do belong,,
this is an amazing beautiful peice from thee sir,,thanks for sharing,i love the read
I have belief sometime in my life the dust will settle I will finally be on a clear smooth road one day. Thank You for stopping in and reading, glad you like my poem.
Good seeing your mug on my piece again, Well this piece was originally posted long long ago, think most people forgot about it. I am glad you like my poem.
Kick..
morgen90210singapore, Central Singapore SingaporeAug 5, 2012
Great kick and score! A prefect poem that many can relate inclu me! It's like looking in the mirror ! Thanks for reposting it and sorry For late comment ,kind of miss it along the way...
Great metaphor...I've missed this one so thanks for re-posting it my friend...
seerieBangalore, Karnataka IndiaAug 10, 2012
even if its not welcomed just want to
seerieBangalore, Karnataka IndiaAug 10, 2012
told you all thanks for listening you are so kind!
seerieBangalore, Karnataka IndiaAug 10, 2012
told you all thanks for listening you are so kind!
AhyraAdelaide, South Australia AustraliaJan 14, 2013
No wonder why it is one of your favourite ones. Very nice kickit
JimEeeNew Haven, Connecticut USAJan 15, 2013
Mike, I have visited your Dark Road many times. So lonely is the darknest of the night, There is no stars, it is not bright! I am lonely in the crowd and can relate to your poem.
Well done! JimEee
Krc_1988Highland, Arkansas USAFeb 10, 2013
Nice poem, I think we all get this feeling sometimes.
rapturecapturekerry, Kerry IrelandFeb 10, 2013
Hi kickit
I can relate to your poem on many levels... Thank you for your thoughts,enjoyed reading
beautifulyouNew York, USAFeb 10, 2013
'I have nobody I am somebody'
.. an entrance that so effortlessly leads the reader into the poignancy of your write.
The entire piece is both somber and stirring. Sometimes I don't know how we find our way either, but we do
HairyBeaverCordoba, ArgentinaNov 1, 2016
Best poetry is created when one is feeling sad.
cafetwo2010Harford county, Maryland USANov 1, 2016
I love this. Hats off to my long time friend. Sir Kickit of the royal castle. Cafe
Comments (25)
You are right this is one of what I do consider my most prized as this was written early in my beginnings as a writer. I do go back and read and re read this as it runs deep in my vains.
I am pleased you agree and see this as I do..
mike..
You are welcome! Man, I think this can relate to more of us then we know. I am glad you found a liking into one of my most cherished pieces that I hold close.
Kick..
we certainly do!. I tell ya. I am sure some woman out here can also.
Kick...
yep.. can relate to this great poem..and agree with poet, can see why its your favourite, gald you re-posted this ..
may you always have a clear road ahead
Well I must have missed it the first time, so I'm glad you resurrected it. An apt metaphor for life's trials and tribulations.
this is an amazing beautiful peice from thee sir,,thanks for sharing,i love the read
To ponder on life, the road we are on, does give us pause if we are on the right one or not. glad you enjoyed my poem, Thank You.
Kick..
I have belief sometime in my life the dust will settle I will finally be on a clear smooth road one day. Thank You for stopping in and reading, glad you like my poem.
Kick..
Good seeing your mug on my piece again, Well this piece was originally posted long long ago, think most people forgot about it. I am glad you like my poem.
Kick..
It's like looking in the mirror !
Thanks for reposting it and sorry For late comment ,kind of miss it along the way...
So lonely is the darknest of the night,
There is no stars, it is not bright!
I am lonely in the crowd
and can relate to your poem.
Well done!
JimEee
I can relate to your poem on many levels...
Thank you for your thoughts,enjoyed reading
I am somebody'
.. an entrance that so effortlessly leads the reader into the poignancy of your write.
The entire piece is both somber and stirring. Sometimes I don't know how we find our way either, but we do
Sir Kickit of the royal castle.
Cafe