This dark day has dawned upon me
My heart's reaction remains a mystery
The secret of this turmoil still untold
During which I become dreary and old

A bird without feather unable to flock
Caught in this chamber, no key to this lock
My world silently shatters, no-one hears a sound
While my heart beats with a deafening pound!

This lonely soul is screaming out for love
It's a useless plight from this forgotten dove
Who forever shall walk this cold earth alone
Adapting to always being unknown

These feelings unwillingly self-imposed
By which this heart is completely engrossed
Acknowledgement needed before I grow cold
To prevent me becoming dreary and old.

Tracy Scheepers

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/forgotten-dove/