RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 98,671 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

761. Altar Of Twilight 7/25/2014
762. Altars Of Poetical Intensity 4/24/2014
763. Altered States 5/7/2014
764. Altered Steps 3/9/2013
765. Altering Attitudes 7/3/2015
766. Altering Definitions 1/3/2014
767. Altering Humanity's Face 11/2/2015
768. Altering Life 2/13/2014
769. Altering Moods 2/10/2014
770. Altering Whispers 12/20/2013
771. Alternated Visions 2/7/2013
772. Alternative Environment 2/13/2014
773. Alternative Purposes 8/4/2014
774. Alternatives 12/10/2013
775. Alternatives To Living 3/17/2013
776. Always A Champion 12/22/2015
777. Always A Chance 3/27/2014
778. Always Accepting The Inevitable 3/8/2015
779. Always Alone 12/11/2013
780. Always Appreciating 5/26/2015
781. Always Basing Opinions On Fact 6/9/2015
782. Always Be In The Moment 7/16/2015
783. Always Becoming 8/30/2013
784. Always Being Accepted 11/2/2013
785. Always Belonging To The Music 3/1/2016
786. Always Empty Reminders 1/17/2015
787. Always Entertaining Self 6/30/2015
788. Always Family 1/5/2015
789. Always Feeling Love 7/16/2016
790. Always Fighting 9/9/2015
791. Always Finding Self 3/30/2015
792. Always Giving 6/28/2016
793. Always Grasping Life 9/12/2016
794. Always Growing Gardens 3/17/2014
795. Always Here Alone 6/6/2014
796. Always Landing On Clouds 12/15/2013
797. Always Learning 4/26/2016
798. Always Living In The Moment 3/19/2013
799. Always Looking 6/6/2015
800. Always Making Time 6/1/2015
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 ...

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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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