I'm all alone.
Nobody calls me on the phone.
This is not neat.
Living on lonely street.
Nobody me comes to see.
Nobody comes to my door. A fact I can't ignore.
I look at the sky, and I ask why .
I can't feel my heart beat.
It's not neat. A great defeat.
No heat.
Living on lonely street.
It will be nice to revise line five like;"Nobody comes to see me", the poem is emotional but time is the acid test of values and changes all things.
its really a good and impressive poem... well done... the idea and the way you did is also great and rhythmic... hope you go through my poems too... valentine day my friend... hope you be promoting the lovely feelings to the readers in the same way of writing always...