Sign Of My Love Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Sign Of My Love
When you're gone, what is left in life, but emptiness,
abandonment and feelings of intense sorrow.
Nothing can replace the space, the void you have left
in my life these days.
Always looking for you, thinking that you will be home
any moment now and I will be hearing your voice.
Thinking to hear your laughter, seeing your smile, joy
being felt at your presence in my life.
Alas, you are not here, none of what I am hoping for
will ever come about again in my lifetime.
So filled with dead blossoms from your funeral, not
wanting to throw them out, because they were a sign of
my love for you.
Now they stand in a vase, reminding me of your death,
parting me from our love on earth, going forward and
finally throwing them into the garbage can.
Emptying out the water, tears flowing so rapidly as
I do so, your life now forever gone and I realize it
as I pour out my heart and love along with these dead
flowers.
Its a perfect expression of a heavy heart in losing the loving person through death and thus being dipped into deep sorrow and loneliness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/6/2024 9:43:38 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A true sentiment of loss and dealing with grief. It's sad that the result of continuing to live means losing those around you. But I believe that moving through grief and sadness, not running away from such feelings, leads to stronger, more vibrant colors of joy. I admire your willingness to express your feelings of loss. All the best to you. The clouds eventually part.