Misty Eyes Of Loss Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Everyone standing or else sitting around, bored with life,
having given up on it's essence, passion now dying, look-
ing through misty eyes of loss and grief.

Finding ourselves blinded by loneliness, emptiness and
feelings of total abandonment throughout life, feeling re-
jected, alone, forsaken and forlorn.

Wondering where to go from here, is there a pathway to be
taken, gaining back the impetuous to continue looking for
that inner passion, or must we be left on a deserted path-
way never to find ourselves again.