Pure Forms Of Sadness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Pure Forms Of Sadness

Rating: 3.5


Succinct and poignant areas of intellect intent on
thinking of death and dying this very moment, bring-
ing feelings and emotions into the thick of things.

Everything written can then be felt by those who read
this poem, intense sorrow filling me like air being
blown into a balloon.

Not really touching my being, yet filling feelings
and emotions so fully and completely that I can feel
the loneliness and emptiness acutely.

Feeling it's pain touching mind and heart exquisitely,
yet painfully, realizing that an intense sadness is
the product of once intense joy and happiness.

It was once celebrated fully as an event was happening
in my life, now feeling intensity of it's loss gnawing
at my interior spirit.

Allowing me to feel the sadness in a pure form, so as
to recognize that it's coming from a past joy and how
intensely I am missing it in my life these days.

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