Web of Loneliness Poems

Poems of the Lonely

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Sweet Words

May the sweetness of my words
Bring healing to your soul
May everything I do and say
Bless and make you whole

May the flowing of my words
Enrich your heart and mind
May everything I do and say
Be gentle loving and kind

May the power of my words
Bring rich and lasting treasure
May everything I do and say
Be yours in abundant measure

May the spirit of my words
Bring hope to have and hold
May everything I do and say
Bring healings that enfold

So if you hear my words today
If you are sad and blue
Know for sure this little poem
Is from my heart to you
by Carmelia WOL

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House of Mirrors

She spends her days
In a house of mirrors.
Each image is real, yet
Each is false.
Each image is
Reflected into
Her frightened eyes
By a mirror, warped
And twisted, by
Past beliefs that are not,
And never were,
True.

She can’t see her own
Wondrous Light
Beauty and,
Immeasurable
Worth,
Something we each possess
As human beings,
To shine on each other,
And light up our world.
These mirrors she constructed
Constantly and consistently
Lie to her, and she only sees a
Pathetic, worthless failure
In them.

Where might she find
A true reflection
Of herself in this
House of false reflections?
Perhaps in
The eyes of those who
Care about her, and
Love her?
There she might glimpse the truth
About her real, whole self.
A truth she
Dares not discover,
For fear that it will just be
A confirmation of
What she already knows:

That she is an unlovable monster
With nothing of any value
In herself
To offer anyone!

Why is it so much easier for many of us,
Like her,
To live with the certainty of painful lies,
And punish ourselves for what we are not,
Than risk the uncertainty of
Glimpsing the unknown truths
About our unknowable selves?

A Loving Friend

My Lonely Heart is troubled Lord
Though I know I have Your sword
Your word of truth is in my heart
Your Holy Spirit will never part
From my mouth your blessings flow
Always there to defeat the foe
The enemy that lurks around
Causing chaos… troubles abound
Rescue those from despair
Bring them light… a hope to bare
A kind word… a gentle smile
To help them go another mile
It’s not easy when on your own
No-one to talk to or to phone
But this I know from time gone by
That you my God will not see us cry
A loving soul… a caring friend
You will send to us to mend
A word of hope… good tidings bring
So that once more our hearts will sing
                                                    By  Carmelia WOL
This poem was written by me on 23rd Sept 2013 in a response to a poem I saw on the WOL poem section of the website and I wanted to add this poem to reflect how I feel just now as a Christian and to to put my views across from a Christian perspective.  I believe that loneliness can be a spiritual problem for some, which can be overcome by Gods intervention working through the hearts of others on the site to bring healing, love, hope and restoration into another persons life by the working of the Holy Spirit who inspires us all I believe, to be kind by our words and by our loving actions towards others who are suffering.

Poems by Lori Kay

New Picture

For so long I wander, lost to myself in the forest of Life.

It is a rather panicked way of life.

Have you ever searched for your Self so?

For so long I sit perplexed at the table of Life where lay the puzzle pieces of Me.

It is a rather frustrating way of Life.

“This puzzle must have come to me with the wrong pieces,” I cry aloud so many times.

Have you ever been so perplexed over Who you are – inside and out?

For so long am I hungry to use the ‘stuff’ inside me.

It is a rather lonely and unsatisfied way of life.

“To hunger for use and to never to be used is the worse hunger of all.” (author unknown)

Have you ever been so hungry?

Oh for the day,

I find myself and my insides become calm, I become faith-full on the path.

I make great progress on the puzzle of me; enlightened at the table.

I am filled, the ache of disuse abated.
From that day forward,

I take each step with dignity, calm and content in the forest.

I connect each puzzle piece with patience, uplifted at the table.

I apply with privilege the genuineness of me, satisfied with the ‘stuff.’
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Lori Kay, 2010

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When the struggle to survive is over

And you’re left alone to redefine yourself

Where does the definition come from?

When the struggle to survive is over

And you’re left with a certain kind of emptiness and calm

Where does the reason come from?

When you no longer have to fight to push your body and mind through each moment

Where does the fight go?

When the struggle to survive is over

And you can finally breakdown and cry

What will stop the tears?

When the struggle to survive is over

And you finally let down the anger you held so long

What do you hold now?

When the struggle to survive is over

And the fear that fueled your inner fire is snuffed out

Where does the flame come from?

When the struggle to survive is over

And adrenalin and cortisol no longer run through you every minute, every hour, of every day

And your body comes to a complete stand still, a fall down and stay down

What will bring it back up again?

When the struggle to survive is over

And fight or flight becomes stay and love

And you’re left with a sadness undefined

Where does the happiness meet up with you?

Lori Kay, 2009

Story of Loneliness

I`m probably one of the most lonely people at my school. I have the worst social skills when it comes to talking to my friends and I rarely make new ones. I have found out that without a good social life in high school, you are miserable. I often find myself feeling very alone at lunch because everyone at my table goes to the library to go hang out after eating or there`s only one person at the table that I don`t know. Most of the people I sit with are perverts that like to make dirty jokes and lately i`ve been really sick of it.

I have a mentor that I look forward to seeing every day. Her name is Mrs Thornhill. She is the Deaf interpreter at my school. She interprets for a hard of hearing boy at my school. Every morning when I get to school, I do my hair in the bathroom, then go wait for her to get there. Sometimes she`s there when I get there, but she usually comes at 8, and the bell for class rings at 8:14, so we don`t have much time together in the morning. When she gets to school, she has to check in which takes 5-8 minutes, so we really don`t have much time together. Of course this is on a typical day. One day my friend told me she quit, and I cried for half the day. My heart was torn into pieces. I was so relieved when she emailed me telling me she just took a few days off. I don`t know what I would do without her. We hang out as much as we can, since none of my friends really talk to me much. I feel most lonely at lunch, during class when i`m not busy, and at home when I feel the need to get involved in activities. Mrs Thornhill told me to write her a letter whenever I feel lonely. I need to start doing that again. I have felt deep, unbearable pain because of loneliness. It`s so hard dealing with the things that come with being lonely. I`m often selfish, and I get really jealous of people who have a good social status. (I recently heard that jealousy is a form of abuse). I also get really mad easily. I could go on forever the symptoms of loneliness. Charminghealth.com has a good list of them. I have a friend that tells me “not to worry about it” when I ask her about things. It really bothers me. I have ADD, which everyone that has it should know they are socially screwed. I have been socially rejected by my peers since I was in elementary school. I also get bullied a lot every year at school. Probably because i`m so alone with hardly anyone by my side to back me up. I`m sick of it, and i`m going to want to die if I get bullied this school year again.

The reason why ADD is so bad is because people with it often have poor social skills. For me I feel like that`s a huge reason for why i`m lonely. Friends don`t seem interested in talking to me very often. Probably because of my voice or social skills. I have mild cerebral palsy. My voice is slightly impaired, and i`m sometimes very self conscious about it when i`m talking. I used to stutter horrible, but I rarely have problems with it now. I`m interested in sign language, so I try to sign when I can`t say a certain word. The problem is, most of the people I know don`t know any sign language, so I get really frustrated. When I was younger, my stuttering was so bad I did`nt want to talk. I had a speech teacher, and she helped me. I think these all contribute to being lonely. Since i`m self conscious about my voice, I refuse to talk to the class or read out loud, and when I have done it, my chest would be hurting and I would be out of breath from straining my voice to sound halfway decent and make the class hear me. I would rather be written up. I hope this does`nt go on forever. I have never had a boyfriend or went on a date or had my first kiss. I get crushes, but no one would want me except for a 23 or 24 year old that said he would be my boyfriend if he was my age. I`m probably leaving something out, but this is good for now. I better not have to deal with this once I`m an adult. I probably will.