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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.
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Smile

My smile makes me sick

I wonder what you see

Does it turn your stomach

As it does to me?

Does it look bright and sweet?

I can’t stand the way it feels

The memory of my reflection

Makes me feel so rotten

But I can’t help but smile

Now and then

I picture what it’s like

I try to kill it

I curse myself

The thought that I’ve carried out

The ridiculous contortion

The thought that you’ve seen it

It just makes me sick.

 

By Sudhakar

Other People’s Lives

And when someone talks about their children

The things they did that weekend

They played or cried or were told off

I smile

Inside I die

.

Then someone mentions their holiday plans

Pack up the kids and the other half

Get away for some family fun

I give a smile

But I feel like a shut in

Inside I die

.

Then someone talks about their exciting love life

Date upon date

Week after week a new man from the net

“You’ve got to get on and find a woman” they say

I’ve tried and I’m not wanted

Inside I die

.

Then a girl talks about trying to see her boyfriend

The effort she makes to see him

The travel for the long distance relationship

That’s great and I smile

Will anyone make an effort for me?

Inside I die

.

Then someone talks about their abuse

The violence, fear and cheating

The years it’s been going on

I’m not like that

So much for being a nice guy

Inside I die

.

When the unpleasant, dickish and annoying

Talk about their lives

They have children, husbands or wives

The worst find and keep someone

And I’m forever alone

Inside I die

.

My explanation. I can go through all this in one day. It makes me feel so empty. I feel my life has been wasted. I feel I’m rubbish. How undesirable must I be if those people from the last two verses get partners?

The Unwelcome Visitor

He came to visit me again today,

I wish that he would stay away.

I didn’t ask for him to come,

I didn’t ask him where he’s from,

I’m happy when he isn’t here,

It’s hard to smile when he appears.

I hope he leaves me soon; he fills my life with gloom.

Sometimes his visit’s only brief,

A moment spent with no relief.

Sometimes he stays for quite a while; unwanted company to rile.

Me, then I try to walk away,

But he just wants to come and stay.

 

He did that first year when alone I faced a life,

Of loneliness without my wife.

He kept me constant company back then,

He drank with me and when,

I tried to drive him far away,

He came back often …day after day.

Sometimes I forget him; think he’s gone for good.

I wish often that he would.

Sometimes my life is filled with song,

But then he comes along,

To spoil my happiness with pain,

That black dog’s back with me again.

 

Jack Newman

 

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Though many people surrounding me,
Nobody really understood inside of me.
I hear many people talking,
but I’m waiting for one voice that is still.
I put on a smiling and joyful face,
nobody could see the uncovered me.
I do not want sympathy,
I want understanding.
Who could really understand what is inside of me?
My soul is so broken,
Who can see it?
It is tearing me apart,
as though I am walking in a torn forest..
All I need is just one FRIEND
to understand me, inside.
I don’t want to be alone anymore, it’s killing me inside out.