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Why Does It Seem

I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida. .


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


Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on October 10, 2018:

I'm sure hoping better days are coming, Shauna.

Shauna L Bowling from Central Florida on October 10, 2018:

This is heartbreaking, Rasma. Better days are yet to come...

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on December 07, 2017:

Thank you and you are so right Mike.

mckbirdbks from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas on December 06, 2017:

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.

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on December 06, 2017:

Thank you Peg.

Thank you Eric.

Peg Cole from North Dallas, Texas on December 06, 2017:

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.

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on December 05, 2017:

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.

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on December 05, 2017:

That is so true FlourishAnyway.

Thank you Manatita.

Thank you Genna.

Thank you Bill.

FlourishAnyway from USA on December 05, 2017:

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

manatita44 from london on December 04, 2017:

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.

Genna East from Massachusetts, USA on December 04, 2017:

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.

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on December 04, 2017:

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. :)

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on December 04, 2017:

Thank you Shyron.

Thank you Madan.

You are so right Demas.

Thank you Louise.

Shyron E Shenko from Texas on December 03, 2017:

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

Love is not lost, God loves you.

Blessings always my friend.

MG Singh emge from Singapore on December 03, 2017:

Lovely poem that breaths the essence of life

Demas W Jasper from Today's America and The World Beyond on December 03, 2017:

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.

Louise Powles from Norfolk, England on December 03, 2017:

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

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