Second Hand Love Poem by Nan Sikora
Second Hand Love
This sad kind of feeling washes over me...
subdued in hues of blues and grays.
When the struggle is over
when at last i am free...
perhaps better moments
can make me feel new
make me feel loved
make me feel.....
When love comes my way
the next time around,
I won't feel like I'm last,
won't feel second hand.
Not to be used and abused
I need to feel I am the one.
One who can love and be loved,
from beginning to end.
Another grand poem Nan. You deserve everything good. Congratulations
Nan, I enjoyed your poem from 'beginning to end.' Well done! Brian
If you give has much love as you do with your poems nan... he will be one lucky man... great poem...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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The title is attractive, the poem very nice! Not to be used and abused I need to feel I am the one. One who can love and be loved, from beginning to end. Liked this stanza.