My Own

My hands are tied

My soul bleeds

For a love

That only seems to hide,

I peak around

And seem to find nothing

And am always left with heartache

Forever will I be bound,

Bound to be left alone

In this cruel world

With a gentle heart

Looking for someone I can call my own.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The yearning for love make us dream and hope. I like the want and the need in the poetry. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you Coyote

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Poet.

[willweb]

This was so sad and heart breaking. I hope you find your love.

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you so much

[Eddie Phillips]

Ohhh I too know the sadness and loneliness of looking for love. It only makes things more passionate when you find that special someone.

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you Eddie

[A Soap Mess Stories]

I have often wondered the same thing...I could feel the loneliness in your words...God bless you...excellent write...

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you Starrleena

[Jack Kennedy]

This is a common fear that a lot of people have including myself. This was written very well and very open! I liked that and the first four lines are stellar and a very great way to open the poem

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you Jack