RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Respect and decency go hand in hand, nothing in between
them, people either are taught when young or not, growing
up to have manners, being polite are all a part of it.
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Shutting off the bedroom light, walking to the bed in
darkness, tears streaming from your eyes.

Knowing that when you go to lie down, the love of your
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Drops of tears are falling from eyes filled with sorrow,
having no hopes in tomorrow or it's dreams.

Lost, forgotten, deadened upon the promises that were
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Resisting temptations, keeping closed off from evil
in this world.

Silent, watching, knowing what is right and wrong in
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Receiving comments galore on poetry that I have written,
all of it great, encouraging and elating my soul.

Living in intellect, being relaxed and at peace, nothing
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Being enlightened in thought, feeling exhilarated and
energized beyond this life, an awareness of being, that
totally encompasses what life is really about.
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Softly touching grey matter with the fingers of my
mind, feeling it's texture, smooth with indentations.

Wondering how it can think, differentiate and plan,
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Shots sparkle in this mind of thoughts, colliding and
bringing together everything that is shaped and formed
into prose.
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Riding waves of equality, hoping to turn tides in all
of this world.

Wanting everyone to be equally respected and valued as
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Mourning sounds, echoing dismally in early morning hours,
discouraging those mired in grief, forsaken and alone.

Traveling deserted back roads, trying to continue to
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