RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Depths Of Sadness
In depths of sadness, life crawls around and hides in a corner.
Love ended, tears falling softly and steadily as snow on a winter's day.
All vulgarity lies in human nature somehow, yet God has created us in His image.
Everywhere people pull their shrouds tightly about themselves and are
forsaken and left to lie in a muddled heap upon the ground.
Leaves fall from trees and cover a precious soul, left alone in the sadness of purest emptiness.
A shell containing nothing to resemble a human being save the outline of a shadow in the darkest hour of midnight.
These things taken altogether leave nothing to the imagination, for life is gone - no more to be lived - not a single breath left to breathe.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak's Other Poems
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Comments about this poem (Depths Of Sadness by RoseAnn V. Shawiak )
Did you read them?
- The Unimpressed Poet, Hebert Logerie
- Poetical Life Meanings, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
- Mere Words, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
- Occasions Of Promise, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
- A LITTLE PRAYER, Vinaya Joseph
- Even for bluff, hasmukh amathalal
- For you - Mother, gajanan mishra
- My Morning Glory, Refa Kris
- The Beast, Shannon Paterson
- Mode Of Poetry, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Poem of the Day
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994)
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(7 May 1861 – 7 August 1941)
- Heather Burns
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)