RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 100,466 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Comments about RoseAnn V. Shawiak

  • Kenneth Maswabi Kenneth Maswabi (7/27/2016 2:00:00 AM)

    RoseAnn is a marvelous human being, a beautiful soul and a brilliant poet. I give her the distinguished honor of H.U.M.A.N.I.T.Y. She has humanity in her. May God bless you beyond measure.

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  • Abdulrazak Aralimatti Abdulrazak Aralimatti (2/19/2016 4:35:00 AM)

    A lovely poetess who will be remembered and followed

  • Daniel Brick Daniel Brick (11/16/2015 8:42:00 AM)

    Dear RoseAnn these are times in world events and in your personal life which challenge the hope and affirmation
    your poems have expressed with such fidelity for much longer than I have known them. And these dark events have not silenced you but I can sense the effort you must summon to accomplish each of your poetic beacons. Your poems go far beyond self-expression, they are gifts to others. In one of the 13th century GRAIL QUEST poems we are given a warning and a blessing: HERE IS THE BOOK OF THY DESCENT: HERE BEGIN THE TERRORS. HERE BEGIN THE MIRACLES. We are never alone even in the worst era: dangers are balanced by miracles.

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal Mohammed Asim Nehal (10/31/2015 12:43:00 PM)

    May God help him and relived him from all suffering and bestow health .

  • Dorothy- A. Holmes Dorothy- A. Holmes (9/18/2015 11:59:00 AM)

    A lovely, expressive verse...God's love is true and pure!
    A Poet Who Loves To Sing

  • Raymond Sawyer (6/5/2015 4:28:00 PM)

    Oh sweet sweet lovely Rose Ann thus your heart is in the hand of your true love the more your heart bloom and yet your lovely smile shall shine like the morning sun that kiss the beautiful blue sky.

    Just to hear your heart beat thus it eat says i love you for every lovely smile for one see a charming angel for who's heart is fill with love to be love is to want love for who's heart will be touch with your love.

  • Raymond Sawyer (4/24/2015 12:37:00 PM)

    For every star that you see shall touch your heart with respect just to hear the stars whisper your name and yet your eyes is the star with respect may your heart be fill with love.

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (3/18/2015 8:34:00 PM)

    your verses touch my heart.

  • Khairul Ahsan Khairul Ahsan (3/18/2015 12:33:00 PM)

    It was a pleasure to read your accomplished biography. 'Golden Poet Award five years in a row' is indeed a big achievement. I salute your hard work and dedication to poetry.
    Having 'self-published 31 books of poetry' is also no mean achievement. Bravo, well done!
    Your feelings are deep, as a result the expression is eloquent and fluent. And so the end result, i.e poetry is abundant. No wonder you have 14613 poems here, and 31 books published and more 10 on the way.
    May your prolific writing continue till the last day and may your journey remain peaceful and productive all the way. I wish you Godspeed.

  • Jackie Ann (2/17/2015 11:38:00 PM)

    Hi RoseAnn. There are no coincidences in life. I'm so fortunate to have recently met you! You have inspired me to post my poems and re-tap into deeper spirituality. Cindi

Best Poem of RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Life's Black Curtains

Lost and alone, thoughts at a distance, heart heavy
with sorrow.

Touched deeply by your life, not wanting to let go,
yet knowing I must.

In my heart forever, indelibly printed on my soul,
etched in memory's mind.

Touched frequently by the tears of your loss, trying
to hold them as tiny reminders of what we used to have.

They disappear, never become tangible so I may keep them
like a treasure of your love.

With love, I will remember you all my life, for you are
a part and parcel of what we had.

Sharing now that you are no longer ...

Read the full of Life's Black Curtains

Tearful Image

A picture hanging on the wall - no one here at all.
Only memories alive within my mind.
The real person has died and left only an image to
dwell on once in a while.
Life continues to pass by with no care or thought of
how we feel - emptiness is left deep inside.
Feelings haven't died, only the way in which we dealt with
them before - when we were one-on-one - in person.
Now it's just me talking to your image on the wall,

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