Windows Of An Interior Soul Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Windows Of An Interior Soul



Teardrops sliding down windows of an interior soul,
touching innermost emotions.

Fulfilling desires that need to be expressed and
sated in an acceptance of life's promises.

Whichever dirction we are headed, there is always
a way to be contrived and left empty-minded without
a soul to love and care for us in life.

Tuesday, January 13, 2015
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Aftab Alam Khursheed 13 January 2015

very STRONG VERY TOUCHY love the write thanks a lot

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