My Heart, A Tempest I Can Not Reveal

A tempest roars inside my weary heart.

My heart, a tempest I can not reveal
Unto the one my soul shall always pine,
Can never say just how I truly feel,
In fear of pain, in fear you won't be mine.
Like raging storms that blow across the sea,
Finding their way upon the empty shore,
I wish your love would find its way to me
And I could hold you close, forevermore.
Alas, this tempest roars and I, bereaved
Of love, am lost in loneliness and chained
Unto a fate where love will not receive
This broken soul, whose heart knows only pain.
This tempest swells inside my broken heart,
Yearning for you, yet tearing me apart.

 

Reviews

[Kayla K]

I love your poems =) So full of truth. Always so emotional, something lost in a lot of poetry nowadays. Ha, here I am sounding like I know everything. As if. But you, you're a great poet with amazing potential

[IceDragonOfPluto]

Yes, probably. I just kept the title as my first line. I'm so used to syllables, lol.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Honest and real. Great emotion and narrative, flowed correctly with beautiful imagery. I feel however a better title would have been "My Heart, A Tempest I cannot Free". Well done