Lost Within Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Lost Within
Rocking down cobbled pathways, enjoying sounds as shoes
tap upon it's surface.
Walking, listening, finding an incessant beat has arisen
and is taking us into measures of another atmosphere.
Touching hearts and souls in the gathering dusk, feeling
a deserted emptiness inherent in we human beings.
Being lost in deserts of our interior minds for the time
we spend here on earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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