No Tears Falling Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Posters of yesterday hanging in the basement where no
one can ever really see them anymore, left to them-
selves they wilt, their petals falling to the floor.

A sorry sight that sweeps into what used to be once
upon a time, leaving heartbeats to beat alone, not
needing their make-believe promises of heartfelt love.

A love that's never existed throughout the years and
will never be there in the future either, wailing in-
teriorly, no tears falling down a face filled with
smiles for they were broken years ago when no one was
looking at all.