Forever Yearning

My life is not my own.

Use me as you will.

My puppet strings forever attached, prance me about for your pleasure.

Emotions are not needed.

I dance, I dance, I sway and lift my arms to the sky.

My face is tilted up, yearning for an unreachable freedom.

Wind rushes through the land, seeking, seeking.

The wind twirls, I twirl with it.

The wind runs, I run with it.

The wind lifts, I… remain on the ground, tied down by puppet strings…

An unreachable freedom.

I dance, I dance, I sway and lift my arms to the sky.

Yearning, forever yearning, for an unreachable freedom.

 well done - Forever Yearning, sad poems. one day writing contest

Author's Note

This came to me while thinking about two separate poems.

Reviews

[nono]

What were the poems? I think this is beautiful. A lot of inspirational comes from what we already know. If not its our active imagination. Which I don't know what I would do without it. I really am enjoying your writing. I can't wait to read it all. Fantastic job. :D

[Daydreamer54]

I like this and it's totally relateabkle. i'm sure we feel that we don't have control over our lives at some point, especially when ur a teenager. great write! ^^

[Day Dreamer]

This is true in many ways. This happens to many people everyday. Some times more than others. I loved this poem. Keep writing! :)

[Joiedevivre]

This is so deep and yet so ethereal. I absolutely love it.

[Kiri Nells]

Beautifully done! Nice write :)
I often have multiple poems in mind when only trying to write one. Well, it looks like you don't have to worry about any weird effects from that, because this is wonderful. Thanks for sharing!

[Darkest Rose]

This poem is so lovely and sometimes for people who have suffered from something can feel that way that freedom is just out of there reach and there held back or held down.I can't wait to read your other poems.Good job :)