Lost Stars Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

While stars are searching heavenly shores, fantastic sequences
have begun - new days are born and life is hidden from view.

There are no postcards, nor letters to answer, for there are no
friends or relatives left to share life with.

Reaching depths of sorrow, finding once upon a joy, memorized
in saddest voices of long ago.

Finding sorrow in the sunset, burning with the rage of lifelong
setbacks, wanting to regurgitate the whole of it, I start all
over again.

Lost in a maze of forgotten games, visualizing the ending of
hopes and dreams that can never be realized because of
insensitivity and broken-hearted friendships.