Treasure Island

Ray Quesada

(08-08-1986)

A Bird Without A Nest


There's a pain inside my mind
it seems to make my teeth grind
there's a pain inside my chest
it comes at times when i'm most stressed
whats it like?
well that depends
i guess...
it feels like being a bird without a nest;
like having a million friends
but can't call one your best

there's a pain inside my spirit
like missing the sweetest voice
of a loved one, and you can't hear it-
To describe this, I've no vocabulary
It's like Christ with his cross
or a burden you can't toss

To describe this, I've no vocabulary
its like being lost
broken and bleeding
and needing
to be grabbed and carried...
-7: 16-7: 22, March 31,2013-

Submitted: Sunday, March 31, 2013

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  • Benjamin Michael Clark (4/9/2013 10:56:00 PM)

    Hey, Ray. I am a fan of Ginsberg (For the record) . I really like this a lot. The line Like having a million friends but can't call one your best along with the feeling I received from the entire poem reminds me of a quote by Robin Williams that goes something like, The worst thing in life is to end up with people who make you feel all alone. I think that Facebook and Twitter (along with other sites) are creating a place where people are being dehumanized by easier forms of communication and this causes people to feel very lonely. -Ralph (Report) Reply

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