Treasure Island

Rohit Sapra

(7 August 1984 / Gwalior)

I Have Nothing


Nothing is good
Good is nothing
Sad is everything
Everything is sad
Really, very sad
I hate this life, yes I do
Really do hate life
Life, is not worth it
Just let me die, please
Please, let me forever vanish
Vanish, from this world
That is all I can pray for
When, nothing else I have
I have nothing, nothing at all.

Submitted: Thursday, May 16, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 11, 2013

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  • Paul Brookes (5/16/2013 2:54:00 PM)

    A very sad poem and I do understand, yet the sun hides behind the clouds waiting to burst through How can you experience happiness if you don't know pain. Better times will come. BB : O(( (Report) Reply

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