You Know Nothing

“You Know Nothing” – RhYmOpeDia

Dear Crush,

I could say Dear first crush,
But to be honest
There was someone else before you,
Someone who didn’t get away,
But someone I let go.
Well, thanks to you.

I’m not sure if you knew for certain,
My feelings before I confessed to you,
But I don’t regret letting you know.

However, there are some things,
I didn’t let you know,
Like the time I walked through your picture,
Although they were attractive
But unwillingly i couldn’t stop myself from reacting to that.

Or the time I hovered over WhatsApp for you,
You didn’t know about it.
And checking you on insta, fb
You didn’t know that either.
Or the time i make out to chat with you.
Or the time I watched you,
Literally walk out of my life,
You don’t know nothing about.

You don’t even know that –
If I said I wanted to date you,
Then know that I want to date all of you,
Your insecurities, and your ambitions,
Your body and mind.

There is one more thing you don’t know,
Believe me when I say-
That you are my best heartbreak, yet.
Please don’t forget me.


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Published by Keshav Sawarn

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53 thoughts on “You Know Nothing

    1. Beautifully expressed feelings… I always feel that there is lot to say but the way your poem enshrined the feelings is complete in itself.

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  1. That poem was raw.
    At the end you wrote, about having these type of experiences and to comment.
    COMMENT- I had quite a few, but only the ones that disserved it. Let them think you´re the dummy, my word and phylosophy is EASY,calm down and relax and focus without get exciting to what the other person is doing and how, if need be if she is a bitch, how to screw her up while she thinks she is the smart one. It obviously takes some training of the mind, but if a dummy can do this, my guess is that more people can do it. Just for the persons that are just naturally bad.
    It struck a cord, since it actually happened to me today. I managed very subtibly to get this bitch out of the home. Wanted money, go to a Chineese restaurant (go figure this one out),and the rest.
    I have to say ( who cares really) that at the end of the day I´m responsable for lettiing in my life these type of people, no wonder any news? Yes, obviously she will try to survive, fucking me up that is,
    I´m too kind,until the moment of STOP sign.
    What a long crazy-to much information comment

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  2. Greetings fellow poet, an awesome piece you have here. So relatable to my own situation I feel as if I could have written it myself, although yours would obviously have been the better one.
    Btw, thanks for liking The Poets Prayer. I really appreciate the support.

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  3. Don’t love someone so such means blindly that he/she can play with your feelings… because the society is bi***h because it’s confirm that when ever you start to give importance tk someone at the same time that person start playing with you….so it’s request to write something on this.

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