Walking Parallel Paths Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Walking Parallel Paths
Love taking a back seat when another is grieving for
the love of their lives.
Not being able to help how one feels about another,
heart falling totally in love.
Giving it's all to another who can't even see the
signs right before them.
Sorrow having draped over their minds only, hiding
everything from their sight.
An equal sorrow happening with a person's heart who
has fallen in love with a person who is grieving.
Now two individuals walking parallel paths, never
being able to be happy even when together.
Unless one day the coverlet of sorrow is lifted and
that heart suddenly sees and meets with the heart of
that other person at long last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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5/14/2024 12:12:22 PM # 1.0.0.1119
And may that veil of grief be lifted to reveal the radiance of genuine PRESENT love! How ironic that passion in the other person cannot be seen because he or she is grieving over a loved one long since deceased. But we humans are so skittish and unpredictable. Your poem has all the right moves to bring happiness to two lonely people. But there is an undercurrent in this poem about how strong and unbreakable is the hold of the dead one on the living one. And if that is what gives meaning to the lving one's life the other option is sadly lost.