Nobody cares when I am glad, I beat upon their hearts in glee, "Drink, drink joy's brimming cup with me," All echoless, my ecstasy— Nobody cares when I am glad. Nobody cares when I am sad, Whene'er I seek compassion's breast, I falter wounded from my quest Back! back into my heart, sore prest— Nobody cares when I am sad. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FRAGMENTARY BLUE by ROBERT FROST AMOUR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON RECOMPENSE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON AUTUMN SONG by KATHERINE MANSFIELD SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: REV. LEMUEL WILEY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |