Out of reach
Is the hand
You long to hold
Yet within your grasp
Is the sorrow
You long to dissipate
Out of reach
Is the mind
You long to connect with
Yet so close
Is the loneliness
Who has been there
Many more years
Than you desired
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Book
PoetryI've been feeling creative lately and poems are helping me express my feelings. Why not share them on the internet?
