RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 130,030 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

22521. Rumors And Gossip 7/17/2014
22522. Opposite Worlds 10/30/2014
22523. Energetically Gathering Thoughts 3/5/2015
22524. A Backdrop Of Life 8/28/2013
22525. At The Mercy Of A Bus Driver In The City 2/13/2013
22526. A Parallel Universe 9/23/2013
22527. Special Atmosphere Of Friendship 9/20/2015
22528. Compensating 5/17/2016
22529. Nature's Lessons 1/23/2015
22530. A Bursting Heart 8/25/2013
22531. Nurtured In Lines Of Verses 3/5/2015
22532. Mysterious Symbolism 2/26/2015
22533. Self - Discovery 11/11/2014
22534. Love Never Realized 6/4/2014
22535. Picking Up Pieces 9/13/2015
22536. Increasing Power 2/10/2015
22537. No Answers To Love 12/27/2014
22538. Serenity's Mind 8/20/2013
22539. Crystal Gathering 8/20/2013
22540. A Blink Of The Mind 1/9/2014
22541. Simple Horizons 5/7/2014
22542. '63 Chevy Impala 10/5/2013
22543. A Brokenness Inside 3/7/2013
22544. 43rd President Of America 3/2/2014
22545. Mind Of Life 8/20/2013
22546. Compassion Of Wisdom 5/14/2014
22547. Assembling Particles 8/20/2013
22548. Reality Of Both Lives 8/20/2013
22549. Descriptive Poem 2/13/2013
22550. A Blessing From God 4/1/2013
22551. Insight 11/24/2013
22552. Men! ! ! ! 8/6/2014
22553. Winter Cold 8/20/2013
22554. Life's Black Curtains 4/25/2014
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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