A call of despair from an aching heart...


Despair of a heart

My heart it aches with longing
Of what, I cannot tell
It beats against my chest, the pain it makes me yell

I long for distant things
Things I've never seen
things I need to touch and feel
Of this, I'm very keen

Why can I not find it,
the one thing that I need
I hear a desperate call of despair
and it makes my heart bleed

Bleed and bleed, it can never end
my heart it will be hollow,
and my feelings they will blend
into a mixture impossible to swallow

It will no longer be warm and red,
instead it will be stiff and cold,
and it will become dead
Of this I've been told


















Poetry by Sabrina
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Written on 2006-10-06 at 10:41

Tags Despair  Heart 

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Emeka Chike Nwogu
Beautifully written. I like the flow.
2006-10-07


Steve Hagget
Beautiful poem - elegantly written and moving,
Steve
2006-10-06


Saga
Time is a healer, but good friends keeps you breathing!!! I love this piece!!!!
2006-10-06


Parnika
"of what, I cannot tell"
Neither can I
But our hearts bleed together
This sounds a lot like mine called It hurts.
It's the same feeling in diff words
2006-10-06