Longing

When we are insecure about ourselves, we often chase the wrong wind, and we end up blown away to the farthest places least expected.

Despite all the business
the travels
quality time with friends and family
something else is still lacking
Nothing is fulfilling my heart.

It's probably because it has a hole...
and there are too much things coming inside
but eventually goes out again.

While I search for the truth
the tears still haunt me
and sin comes along

over and over again.

How I wish I could be
the happiest person in the world
just like a child who never worries
A child who never thinks about tomorrow.

My laughter is sincere
my thanksgiving is pure
but my joy isn't solid

And sadness is still the tail.

Would somebody get the thread
and start sewing it up?
It's losing breath
and I'm choking everyday.

Though there may be some who tried to fix it
Nobody yet succeeds
because no one has ever given
the greatest love yet--

except for One
whom I often call each time I fall.

Reviews

[J.A]

Love the religious element at the end. Didn't see it in the beginning, and it made me want to reread the entire poem with that lens.

[J Shinoda]

Thank you so much!

[Stefano Segnan]

I salute you! The description of how it is to long is clear and the imagery is quite well. I am not very keen to free verse poetry though I am trying to understand it on this site. So, I can recommend employing some rhythmic structure (not to be confused with rhyme), either for fun or for practice, in your future poems. Nonetheless, if you feel more comfortable with free verse then ignore this advice. One more thing, I really enjoyed the feel behind this poem.

[J Shinoda]

Thank you for your comment, Stefano! I used to write rhythmic poetry in high school; it's probably because free verse poetry is common in my country. We find rhythmic ones for younger audiences, but that's just how I see it.