A lost soul searching for love
Hopelessly looking in all the wrong places
Finding only emptiness and confusion
The heart is lonely, oh so lonely
A lost soul feeling so much love
Not knowing who or what it is for
Not having anything to put it into
The heart hurts, oh it hurts
A lost soul finding and feeling so much love
Yet none is for it
This love is like a museum exhibit
There to be observed, but never touched
"Is this love?", the lost soul wonders
"Is it only available to those with access?"
"How long has it been this way?"
"How long will it last?"
Will the lost soul and the lonely heart ever feel love?
WOW! this poem had such feeling put into it. im impressed
You have a tremendous talent - sage wisdom to boot.
Enjoyed your work very much.
Welcome, by the way!