RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 127,041 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

13801. At The Desk Of A Scientist 6/5/2015
13802. Creating A Whole New Concept 6/5/2015
13803. Learning Of India's Culture 6/5/2015
13804. Sentiment Of Tradition 6/5/2015
13805. Sentiment Of India's Tradition 6/5/2015
13806. Surpassing Everything Known Before 6/5/2015
13807. Passion Hiding 6/5/2015
13808. Relaxed Frame Of Mind 6/5/2015
13809. Unison 6/6/2015
13810. Touching The Center Of Pain 6/6/2015
13811. Always Looking 6/6/2015
13812. Gently Holding My Heart 6/6/2015
13813. Only One Cloud 6/6/2015
13814. Inventions Of Usefulness 6/6/2015
13815. Fragile Lives Of Grief 6/6/2015
13816. Surprising 6/6/2015
13817. Celebrated Unison 6/6/2015
13818. Wondering What It Is 6/6/2015
13819. Listening Without Hearing 6/6/2015
13820. No Safe Havens 6/7/2015
13821. Illogical Conclusions 6/8/2015
13822. Honored By Parents 6/8/2015
13823. Rhythms Blending 6/8/2015
13824. Now Only Tears 6/8/2015
13825. Inner Innate Curiosity 6/8/2015
13826. Composing Rhythms 6/8/2015
13827. Listening To Future Puzzles 6/8/2015
13828. Not Noticing 6/8/2015
13829. Excuses Never Given 6/8/2015
13830. Entering Interior Domains 6/8/2015
13831. Colloquial Types Of Sentiment 6/8/2015
13832. Animated Rhythm 6/8/2015
13833. Relating On A Divine Level 6/8/2015
13834. Imagining Thoughts In Pristine Colors 6/8/2015
13835. Distinct Sounds 6/8/2015
13836. Loving Sounds 6/8/2015
13837. Path To A Final Picture 6/8/2015
13838. Imbibing Music Fully 6/8/2015
13839. Loving The Ride 6/8/2015
13840. Always Basing Opinions On Fact 6/9/2015
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 ...

Read the full of Life's Black Curtains

Tearful Image

A picture hanging on the wall - no one here at all.
Only memories alive within my mind.
The real person has died and left only an image to
dwell on once in a while.
Life continues to pass by with no care or thought of
how we feel - emptiness is left deep inside.
Feelings haven't died, only the way in which we dealt with
them before - when we were one-on-one - in person.
Now it's just me talking to your image on the wall,

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