Dry Limbs

This could be an actual tree or really just a lonely soul...

A  single tree

An empty field

A thirsty heart

That cannot feel

It yearns for love

Its limbs are dry

An empty cup

Yells out cries

No one hears

The lonely cries

They are ignored

People pass by

Eventually

It died of thirst

Yearning for death

No pain felt worse

Reviews

[Robin Saxon]

To me, 'Yells out cries' doesn't work with the rest of the poem. Something like 'A softened sigh' as a line to rhyme with dry may have fitted in better, that way you are not repeating the word cries, as in 'The lonely cries' but that's just my opinion.
Apart from that I thought this was good. Also I don't think you need to explain that it could be a tree or lonely soul, the poem is powerful enough to let people make up their own mind.
Like I said only my opinion, one amongst thousands, it means as much or as little as you want it to.

[Jennifer]

I appreciate your feedback! 💕 I always love any and all opinions because ultimately it helps me to become a better writer which I thoroughly enjoy. Thank you so much for taking the time to review and give great advice! ☺

[Kelly Scheppers]

Beautiful in its analogy that it could be both a lonely soul as well as an actual tree! A big warm welcome to the Writer's Cafe, Jennifer!

[Jennifer]

Thank you so much! 💕 I appreciate that more than you know. I just left another site. I have written 1,000 poems. I wanted to see how people elsewhere felt about them. ☺

[Relic]

All living things need love. Perhaps the tree gets it from the sun. I can see the relationship in this. I would also agree with the writer below about the eighth line.

[Jennifer]

Certainly. I appreciate your point of view very much! 💕 After reading my poem again...I can see where that line seems a little off. Thanks so much for your feedback! ☺

[Relic]

No problem, anytime. :)