Unheard Sorrow Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Portals of escape swimming throughout a sea of human doubt
and misconception.
Allaying fears of ancient abandonment, quivering under
blankets of unheard sorrow.
Ripping open widest avenues of wisdom, counting on the
rhythm of knowledge and it's hidden melodies.
Sparingly taking advantage of expressive thoughts, placing
them into moods of equivalent heart wrenching sorrows.
Walking off into the sunset of oblivion, staging final
moments given to make a lasting impression, unforgiven,
scouting horizons for others living in the same pain as self.
Quoting sequestered talent of youth for generations to follow, outlasting nothing in the hope and dreams of tomorrow, lying shattered openly upon the desecrated ground of deathly escape.