Passion Has Died Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Passion Has Died

Rating: 5.0


Lasting feelings burning in my heart, yet alas, there's
no one waiting there for me, lights are dim, noise has
gone, rhythms playing softly.

Waiting interiorly, knowing no one will come for there
is no more love, passion has died, desires have all been
dried up, no longer running or feeding the passion of my
once vibrant and beating heart.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Written on a train to South India. Many different thoughts keep coming to mind about all aspects of love in love and the loss of it.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bill Cantrell 20 May 2016

Sometime the greatest of all love comes from a void for even a tree can live again, wonderful poem with loss permeating each line.

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