Nowhere boy

A poem based on truancy as a child and a sense of loneliness. Written from my mum's point of view, whatever it was.

Nowhere boy

 

Where have you been

my son?

Nowhere mum.

Everywhere is somewhere?

 You can’t have been nowhere?

I’ve been nowhere mum.

So where is nowhere?

 

Did you meet nowhere people and

speak the language of a nowhere tongue?

I imagine you sitting on a nowhere bench,

In a nowhere park,

 chewing on chips.

Pop fizzing over the rim of your can, and

splashing onto a nowhere path.

As somewhere people strolled everywhere,

staring at the boy in his nowhere world.

 

Where have you been Mr. Nowhere?

Between two somewhere’s -  in no place - not anywhere.

Did you wander and explore?

Was I in your thoughts?

Come back to somewhere my boy,

and hold reasons warm hand.

For there is - without doubt - no future,

in your cherished, nowhere land.

 

Reviews

[Ashli The Amazing]

very interesting i had to read it twice i was so confused but i absolutely loved it [: outstanding job great rhyming too i really enjoyed reading this [: