Despondent Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Despondent Life



Where have you gone?

Looking despondently across the miles, I cannot see or hear
you anymore.

Lifting my face towards the heavens, tearfully praying for
your hand in mine again.

Nothing appears and I bow my head in sadness, turning away
from life once more.

Hurting, missing you everlastingly, no changes are wrought,
only a deep intense throbbing, tenderly holding thoughts and
images, alone from now on.

Where have you gone?

Thursday, August 14, 2014
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