In the darkness of despair, where empathy should find its place,
How can you be so heartless, so devoid of grace?
A soul laid bare, wounded, left marred,
Yet your indifference stands, unscarred.
Do you not sense the cries of pain,
As hearts shatter in an unrelenting rain?
In the silence, where compassion should reside,
Your apathy prevails, a truth to hide.
How can you turn from the pleas of despair,
As if kindness were not yours to share?
In the chill of your distant gaze,
A mystery unfolds, lost in a heart's maze.
Seek the warmth within, let compassion bloom,
For in its embrace, we dispel the gloom.
Ask yourself, in the stillness of night,
How can you be tender, bring forth the light?
This blog contains simple, thought provoking and deeply reflective poetry written by American poet, Doris Trueheart. Here is a large expanse of her poems covering a myriad of topics reflecting her heart.
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