In Fine Focus Poem by Richard Wlodarski
In Fine Focus
Somehow I lost my calling
Woke up one lonely morning
Feeling more than damn depressed
In such pain and agony
Black-out shades hiding sun
Shielding me from the fun
Guardian angels lost
Crying out for such help
Sleep seems so comforting
Life's far too depressing
Angels surrounding me
God's whispering to me
Daytime transcends nighttime
Dreams overcome nightmares
All once unstabilized
Now such great inner peace
Beautiful poem Richard of angels and inner peace. God bless.....10
Geeta, thank you for your very positive response. Those guardian angels have been there when I needed them most. And that's given me inner peace.
Dillip, I'm flattered that you believe it to be extremely well penned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/8/2025 2:51:18 AM # 1.0.0
" Sleep seems so comforting// Life's far too depressing " beautiful. Good poem. All the best
Poet Menon, sometimes sleep refreshes one's outlook. And motivates them to move on.