RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Hearing pinging of reason wanting to be heard above the din of
evil and corruption, spreading truth constantly in ways unknown
to most.
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Likely promises of fickle hearts of love have no meaning or
definition of what it means to love another for they are
self-centered and selfish through and through.
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Revolving doors of life and death never seem to be still, for
humanity circles life through situations and experiences on
earth, tears fall, smiles turn into frowns more often than not.
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Trees standing quietly outside, green and vibrant, enjoying their
solitude I'm sure, much like this poet while writing, not wanting
to be interrupted.
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Soothing melodies of music steady and balance synapses and
neurons within the brain, breaking open the mind like a
cork being popped from a bottle of wine.
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Living in an existential atmosphere, intellectually being inspired
and taken into areas of imaginative reality, there having fun
looking through depths of being.
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Drawing me into rhythms of an interior life, music reaches
within intellect, tantalizing and alluring it's presence
so gently yet intensely.
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Speaking softly through poetry, letting the world know
what I'm thinking in ink.

Picturing what comes to intellect and finding the words
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Pages of poetry being written with definite messages
regarding issues and creativity of ideas, alluring
senses and desires deeply within my being.
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Mind tip-toeing through thousands of ideas and thoughts,
giving it the freedom of pleasure while testing each
one in verses of poetry.
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