Why Does It Seem

Updated on December 3, 2017
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I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I live in the suburbs of Riga, Latvia. I have a wonderful cat named Sid.

Why does it seem?

the world is cruel and cold,

when there is aching in one’s heart

and love has gone away.


Why does it seem?

shadows are everywhere

and that the sun won’t shine anymore -

when there is no more love in your heart.


Why does it seem?

things have been turned,

upside down and unbalanced,

when there is no one to hold.


Why does it seem?

gray clouds fill the sky

and rain pours into your soul -

tears like a river flowing down your cheeks.


Why does it seem?

things will never be right again.

What is this power that love holds?

Will it keep you in chains forever?


Why does it seem?

the world may be ending,

when the smiles you shared -

have become frowns.


Why does it seem?

there is no more music,

the world has gone silent

and the heart searches for what it once had.


Why does it seem?

love rules over all.

Is it so very hard to stand tall?

all alone facing a brand, new tomorrow.

© 2017 Gypsy Rose Lee

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 5 days ago from Riga, Latvia

      Thank you and you are so right Mike.

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      mckbirdbks 6 days ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

      Hello Gypsy Rose Lee - Your portray the universal question so well here. There is pain in being alone. We see it all the time. Luckily the poets of the world are vigilant in their search for the answers.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 6 days ago from Riga, Latvia

      Thank you Peg.

      Thank you Eric.

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      Peg Cole 6 days ago from Dallas, Texas

      The heartbreak of loss flows through your words here. I understand. This year has been one of great loss for you. May love shine down on you again soon.

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      Eric Dierker 6 days ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Awesome. Dang I hate viewing the world as crappy. No Love and it all turns to my crappy mind.

      You do good here. thanks for reminding me of my wonderful life.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 7 days ago from Riga, Latvia

      That is so true FlourishAnyway.

      Thank you Manatita.

      Thank you Genna.

      Thank you Bill.

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      FlourishAnyway 7 days ago from USA

      Love has many forms if one is open enough to see them.

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      manatita44 7 days ago from london

      A life without Love, all right. Who knows why. We have perhaps allowed ourselves to become complacent. In that sense, people like Trump mirrors many of us and gives us a wake-up call. In that sense, he becomes useful.

      Ultimately, whatever happens in divine providence, is approved, sanctioned or tolerated by the Divine. God's Hour will always come to change this. When? well I do not know. It is His hour, of course.

      Truly great and reflective poetry.

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      Genna East 7 days ago from Massachusetts, USA

      I can't imagine a life without love...it isn't much of a life at all. Thank goodness that once lost, it can be refound when we least expect it. Beautiful words, Rasma, as always, and the music is lovely.

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      Bill Holland 8 days ago from Olympia, WA

      A life without love is a dark place indeed . . . but, of course, you are loved, by many . . . and that will have to keep you warm at night for the time being. :)

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 8 days ago from Riga, Latvia

      Thank you Shyron.

      Thank you Madan.

      You are so right Demas.

      Thank you Louise.

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      Shyron E Shenko 8 days ago from Texas

      Beautiful poem Gypsy, maybe love will come your way again.

      Love is not lost, God loves you.

      Blessings always my friend.

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      Madan 8 days ago from Abu Dhabi

      Lovely poem that breaths the essence of life

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      Demas W Jasper 8 days ago from Today's America and The World Beyond

      Next poem by Gypsy Rose Lee: Love Lingers? Love, once experienced. leaves echos ever sounding from its eternal peaks. And besides, you have a Heavenly Father who loves you eternally. always has, always will.

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      Louise Powles 9 days ago from Norfolk, England

      That's a lovely poem. I love the song at the end too.