RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 123,271 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

10561. Incessant Lights Of My Soul 7/15/2014
10562. Goals Of Yesterday 7/15/2014
10563. Musical Prayer 7/15/2014
10564. Filtered Darkness 7/15/2014
10565. Unwilling Claims 7/15/2014
10566. Reality's Past 7/15/2014
10567. Living Alone With Self 7/15/2014
10568. Christmas Time 7/15/2014
10569. Mind Games 7/15/2014
10570. Black Hole Of Loneliness 7/15/2014
10571. Tune Of Life's Death 7/15/2014
10572. Shades Of Dusk 7/15/2014
10573. Dying Infant 7/15/2014
10574. Unpardoned Particles 7/17/2014
10575. Twilight Serenity 7/17/2014
10576. Intense Recollections 7/17/2014
10577. Missing Patterns 7/17/2014
10578. Growth Space 7/17/2014
10579. Clouded Mind 7/17/2014
10580. Curiosity Gone 7/17/2014
10581. Tag With Nature 7/17/2014
10582. Gathering Experiences 7/17/2014
10583. Grasping Privacy 7/17/2014
10584. Invisibility 7/17/2014
10585. Eighth Floor 7/17/2014
10586. Being Hopeful 7/17/2014
10587. Winter Sun 7/17/2014
10588. Spirit 7/17/2014
10589. Thoughtful 7/17/2014
10590. An Upcoming Legend 7/17/2014
10591. Fragile Sadness 7/16/2014
10592. Participating Recognition 7/16/2014
10593. Scent Of Fate 7/16/2014
10594. Mind's Highways 7/16/2014
10595. Circles Of Reasons 7/16/2014
10596. Future's Puzzle 7/16/2014
10597. Corner Of Reality 7/16/2014
10598. Self-Exploration 7/16/2014
10599. Discarded Life 7/17/2014
10600. Believable Music 7/21/2014
Best Poem of RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Life's Black Curtains

Lost and alone, thoughts at a distance, heart heavy
with sorrow.

Touched deeply by your life, not wanting to let go,
yet knowing I must.

In my heart forever, indelibly printed on my soul,
etched in memory's mind.

Touched frequently by the tears of your loss, trying
to hold them as tiny reminders of what we used to have.

They disappear, never become tangible so I may keep them
like a treasure of your love.

With love, I will remember you all my life, for you are
a part and parcel of what we had.

Sharing now that you are no longer ...

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Mom? Mom?

Mom? Mom?
I am calling you from the very depths of my soul - my being.
Death won't let you answer and I can feel it's icy chill come
down upon me.
Wanting to hear your voice, to see your eyes, to hear you
laugh - nothing happens and your silence continues to begin.
It is unbearable - the sadness, pain and deep emptiness pull
me down into the blackest despair.
There is no one I can turn to, as slowly, I turn over and die

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