The Forget-Me-Not Tramp

I am nothing to everybody.
Just a face, to forget in seconds.
Like flour beneath stardust,
Or pewter amoungst gold.
Filtered from your memory.

I am everything to nobody,
Passed by without a second thought.
A dog inside a dreary cage.
A pocket without a penny,
Trapped inside a cardboard box.

I am something to somebody,
As I dream on cobbled streets.
How I dread to be wakened,
Realising that I am,
Just another forgotten tramp.

Wow, for a first attempt at poetry I say you pass with flying colors! My first attempt wasn't quite as good as yours that's for sure lol. Not the greatest or most epic thing I've ever read but definitely one that leaves an impression. I think because so many people see themselves this way that others can easily relate because either they themselves share the same mindset or know someone who does. Great poem, very powerful =) I think you should pursue poetry, maybe branch out on other subjects and concepts, and see what kind of growth can be made.

I completely agree! You include some great synonyms that really add to the piece and help put across the main idea. There are a few rough spots, but all in all they flow well. I liked the repetition in the beginning of each stanza too: "I am nothing to everybody" "I am everything to nobody." The "I am something to somebody" I especially enjoyed because it made it sound to me like you were making a happy ending, but then said in the next line it was only in a dream.

Excellent! Keep it up!

Thanks for the replies, I appreciate it. I don't usually write poetry but I was bored and got into one of my deep-thinking-thoughts moments! So both your comments have been very helpful to me and very encouraging to write more poetry as before I wouldn't have thought of it so much.

So anyway thank you so much for your lovely comments!