by cafetwo2010Harford county, Maryland, USA
Mar 2013 726 Views 28 comments
Only the lonely
Only the lonely fine last nights
tears in the palm of their hands..
Only the lonely pour their
souls out to walls that
cannot hear
Only the lonely can see their
quivering lips in that old
cracked mirror
And only the lonely will hear
a weeping God mend their
broken heart-
tears in the palm of their hands..
Only the lonely pour their
souls out to walls that
cannot hear
Only the lonely can see their
quivering lips in that old
cracked mirror
And only the lonely will hear
a weeping God mend their
broken heart-
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Posted: Mar 2013
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Comments (28)
a weeping God mend their
broken heart-'
So filled with beauty and solace cafe!
Lonely, but never really alone
Ty for this gift of comfort.
You're such a lovely soul
Rob
People don't realise how many people suffer in silence and how poorly equiped the various agencies are to handle it
Recently we got snowed in for 3-4 days and I couldn't get out. It suddenly dawned on me that If I was stuck how about others and more importantly those for who this was a daily thing. So I got in touch with age concern(now age UK) and found to my horror that there was a long waiting list and even when a person got to the top someone would only call in every 2-3 weeks.
absolutely appalling situation. I decided to start my own help group and raise awareness among people locally by droppping off leaflets I printed. I am glad to say I now have four helpers and our local weekly papaer is running an article this week to help raise awareness because I firmly believe it's just we are so busy with our own lives we forget about others less fortunate
Best wishes
Bill
Your comment has won you a block of chedar cheese
(my favorite,extra sharp), at the Rose Festival. Thank
you sweetness.
wish you all the success with your weekly paper.
a weeping God mend their
broken heart-
Tjis is a very sad one my dear Jim, but we do go through this state of our life so often. The last line while it is soothing for the lonely ones to weeping God mend their heart, I wouldn't prefer to be in that stge just to hear God. Thanks for sharing my dear Jim.
matter the subject. Thank you.
Everything's cool dear. Tell Ondos to feed that crazy
black stallion.
A poignant and sensitive write.
Sad, yet gives great hope. Only the lonely know how real your words are - and I imagine you've been there since you've written it so eloquently... as I've felt it so strongly myself just that very same way.
Cat
your're doing well.
Ru
This poem says a lot, for the way I have been feeling since Monday afternoon had some bad news,
It is a very warm thought for a broken heart thank you for your lovely mind cafe..
Certainly, the lonely heart is a heavy heart until another enters in. Thank you for sharing your soulful poem.
much dear.
May I sit at your table.
How wonderful
How sad
How sticks of needles
to knit
the mending heart
What clear crisp vision
you envelope
holding one to you
Whom Loves You
Your GOD
Soph