RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 123,537 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

17721. Darkest Hours Of Life 5/12/2016
17722. Getting Ready For The Final Journey 5/12/2016
17723. Last Mountain Of Life 5/12/2016
17724. Fountain Of Youth Once 5/12/2016
17725. Love Staying Close To My Heart 5/12/2016
17726. Making Up All The Moments 5/12/2016
17727. Final Moment - A Hymn 5/13/2016
17728. Elevating Time While In India 5/13/2016
17729. Elephant Ride 5/13/2016
17730. When Young And Innocent 5/13/2016
17731. Remote Resort In India 5/13/2016
17732. Rain Blessing This Poem 5/13/2016
17733. Fresh Aroma Of Newly Fallen Rain 5/13/2016
17734. Walking Away From Love 5/13/2016
17735. Being A Total Stranger 5/13/2016
17736. Trusting In What I Know 5/13/2016
17737. Springdale Resort In South India 5/13/2016
17738. Tides Of Perversion And Evil 5/13/2016
17739. Solidifying Wonder And Peace 5/13/2016
17740. Chasing Dreams Into Corridors 5/13/2016
17741. Sound Explosion 5/13/2016
17742. Sleepily Writing In India 5/13/2016
17743. Separating Self While In India 5/13/2016
17744. Superior Thoughts Dwindle 5/14/2016
17745. Surrendering To Loss 5/14/2016
17746. Open To Expectations And Needs 5/14/2016
17747. Perfect Union 5/15/2016
17748. Freeing Sensation In Kolkata 5/15/2016
17749. Essence Of Faith 5/15/2016
17750. Existence Of Bereavement 5/15/2016
17751. Ascending Staircase 5/15/2016
17752. Pliable Life Of Childhood 5/15/2016
17753. Thoughts Like Royalty 5/15/2016
17754. Single Purpose 5/15/2016
17755. Possibilities Of A Future Change 5/15/2016
17756. Chests Of Memories 5/15/2016
17757. Ancient Buildings In India 5/15/2016
17758. Living Life In Titillating Ways Inspired While In India 5/15/2016
17759. Forest For Creative Ability 5/15/2016
17760. Invisible Fear 5/15/2016
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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