Love Written On Darkened Days Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

This little heart is torn and broken into pieces of ceramic-
looking pieces of china, unable to be put back together for
there's no glue strong enough to hold it together throughout
this earthly life.

so sad, tears of blue falling like drops of rain, never again
touching this world for their is no love, for love is not in
this world, it's only written about on darkened days of reclusive-
ness as ebony shadows cross and re-cross in tunnels of tomorrow.

No longer wanting or searching for an unconditional love, forlorn
and blue, walking into the darkness alone once again, never look-
ing back.