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Loneliness Won’t Ever Leave Us Alone
Loneliness strikes at the very heart of what compels us
as human beings as we seek love and hope in this life.
The magic majesty of life is, at once, all-encompassing,
yet overwhelming, at times, in the world of humankind.
Loneliness may signal a loss of love and a loss of hope
that all is not what it should or it could be in one’s life.
Over time, the spirit of loneliness that may haunt each of
us in our lifetime can devolve into anger and disillusion.
Loneliness, at times, cries out loudly in the depths of our
human soul, and coping with it may be too much to endure.
Where there is love and joy, there can still be a degree of
loneliness that bespeaks a sadness and despair deep inside.
In the true essence of one’s life, this utter spirit of loneliness
is the ugly companion that all of us confront as human beings.
Loneliness lurks in the shadows of our minds and lies ever ready
to strike in moments of anger, despair, sadness, and forlorn hope.
A feeling of deep sadness and despair may never say why all the
tenderness and love that our souls possess will survive as we cry.
A river of tears will help us as we search for that special love in
this life whilst we know that loneliness won’t ever leave us alone.
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved – May 2, 2021
(Couplet)
Salvatio L
(A lone female voice sings at a slow tempo. A lone voice whispers)
Some may say
There is no hope
But if you pay
Angels to dream
Each night
With prayer
For no reason or season
To cope
Look up
To the clouds
And pray
Someday
God will turn around
So you can be found
So the world can change
With just you
One person at a time
So your internal wars can stop
With no more pain
Standing
Crying in the rain
On the firing range
Some may say
Belief in something
Is crazy
For it's sometimes hard to believe
But that's the power of dreams
Believing what you can't see
In the Great In-Between
So put that fear away
Starting today
Life is just a stage
Let love and hope
Write your play
And you'll be ok
And just remember
Some may say
There is no hope
But if you
Pay angels to dream
Each night
With prayer
For no reason or season
To cope
Look up at the clouds
And pray
And someday
There'll be no more pain
Standing
Crying in the rain
On the firing range
For God will turn around
And you'll be found
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
Salvation (from Latin:
salvatio, from salva, 'safe, saved') is the state of being saved or protected from harm or a dire situation.
In religion and theology, salvation generally refers to the deliverance of the soul from sin and its consequences.
Source:
Wikipedia.
The energy you put out
Is what you get in return
Although this is a lesson
Some will never learn
There are those who
Murder, steal and lie
Their lives are chaotic
And they’re left wondering why.
Some are getting in trouble
Always looking and trying
Then defying authority,
getting shot and dying
Loved ones left behind
Heartbroken and crying
Their stories being twisted
By the media’s lying
When all it would take
Is to be reasonable and collective
Rather than being resistant
Angry, and selective
When faced with authority
Just be calm and compliant
Rather than being mad,
Aggressive and defiant
When you are living a life
Full of love and hope
It makes life better
much easier to cope
With what life throws at you
No matter what it may be
With each challenge in life
the bigger picture you'll see
Do your actions support
The life that you truly want to live?
Are you emitting the energy
That you really want to give?
The energy you bring in
Is the energy you put out
Getting what you give
Its what life is all about
C-ast off the doubt,
E-nter into the right door;
C-ome into the light,
I-nside the true fold's core.
L-et the darkness turn
I-nto the brightness of day;
A-fter the night is gone, shadows shall fade away.
F-ind the ultimate truth,
L-ies of the devil must be fought;
O-n June ninth early morn,
R-ising sun must be sought.
E-arnestly learn the message from the Lord God Almighty;
S-eek the words of wisdom that lead one to eternity.
M-ay you truly trust and obey
A-ll of God's commands;
R-emove the dirt and grime
A-way from your hands.
Y-our faith, love and hope
A-lways live, grow and sprout;
G-od's promise will be fulfilled, cast off the doubt.
Not a few things in this world
Give worries to one's mind;
Remedy to puzzling problems,
He's unable to see and find.
The more man becomes wiser
Much heartache he does gain;
And he who increases knowledge,
Redoubles the trouble and pain.
Only the Father in heaven
Is the supplier of solution;
For He's the Lord Almighty
That can provide protection.
Totally trust in His power,
Rely not on what we think we know;
Simply obey God-given law,
Evading evil wherever we go.
Abound in faith, love, and hope,
Moving on to spiritual maturity;
Lead an intensive renewal of life,
Bearing fruit abundantly.
Any matter may we encounter,
Our loving God is always there;
Waiting for us to call His name
To guide and give us the only answer.
Family love is born in little rooms,
around sofas, settees, dinner plates,
with paternal bond that strengthens and grooms,
unswerving link that lasts till heaven’s gates!
We were such family in a French town,
traditional, true, religious us four,
mother was good at making wedding gowns,
father a decorator ran paint store!
Sister and I watched German troops on streets,
Tuesday August year nineteen forty three,
parents held us close, could hear their heartbeat,
that was the last day we would all be free!
Dragged on to street by the Nazi soldiers,
our father was punched kicked and beaten blue,
we wept helpless, clung to mother’s shoulders,
that was the last of our father we knew!
Pulled away from mother and Sis I cried,
screaming imploring, no mercy, no heart,
that day for me when humanity died,
was day my family was torn apart!
Packed in a train suffocating with stench,
alone defeated waited journey’s end,
with dead and dying that made stomach wrench,
four days of thirst and suffering to spend.
I remember that train to Auschwitz well,
journey that destroyed many lives like mine,
where our love and hope to tyranny fell,
to death we were paraded in a line!
Six months past we heard exchange of fire,
that made evil enemy pack and run,
We were all rescued from behind barbed wire,
was still hope and goodness under the Sun!
When God smiles he smiles generously well,
lifts suffering souls from bottomless pit,
That day he was smiling we could all tell,
his eyes perhaps gleaming and face well lit!
Each life and hope with dignity restored,
we were treated, bathed clothed and given food,
In room of people saw face I adored,
sobbing with outstretched arms my mother stood!
United with mother back to my house,
and years of togetherness we would share,
on the wall hangs our striped prisoner blouse,
to tell trappings of hatred and its snare!
The train to Auschwitz took many to death,
guilt ridden, to and fro ran that train,
but tracks remain, hate may creep back in stealth!
train to Auschwitz should never run again!
Premier contest 6th placement
Written 09/April/2021
10 syllables each line (PS syllable count)
based on a true story as related by a 93 yr old Auschwitz survivor
The last train to Auschwitz poetry competition
Kai Michael Neumann sponsored
Through frayed seams a rosy dream bleeds
needled and re-stitched
with threads of time and love and hope..
and still — a rosy dream bleeds
the miscarriage of a promised rose garden
leaving me bereft but for entwined bands of gold –
contemplative thorns tempt my angst
moony moody barbs bristle twigs of tenderness
sigh— it’s not a laurel wreath worn atop my brow
as I sit alone with a squeamish friend
my blue-sky-to-storm-cloud introspection —
as your distant eyes deserted mine long ago
Winter's beast laid bare a cerebral graveyard
lost you wander amongst laid-to-rest neurons
worn headstones of thoughts and laughter and memories…
you wonder why they hide — why they died
the crackle of cognitive circuitry quiets
branched-lightning fades from unwitting clouds
and aged roots of reality perish
our red rose finished fallen to pieces
you-and-me-petals a messy heap like old potpourri —
yet in dark’s hush love’s scent lingers on our dream pillow
Oh nostalgic sepals embrace me!
my heart yearns to return to the bud
to the fullness of our June bloom —
instead, I bury desires beneath life’s litterfall;
amid pollenless stamens and leaves of one-sided reveries
and cage my fear my despair behind purple thistle facing the light
as I free a smile for you, my love —
you my sun that still parts the rain-bearing nimbus
Obey the Lord at all times,
Even when we're in trouble;
Worry not or feel stunned,
Never give up nor stumble.
Always think of the Almighty
Who helps his true servants;
Just pray to Him for the rain,
To spray the trees and plants.
Be confident confirming our call,
Wait for Jesus Christ our Lord;
Let our hearts take courage
To fulfill His wise word.
God's commands are delightful,
And words that work wonders;
They are the chief counselors
Followed by the true worshipers.
Whenever we are afflicted,
Take refuge in God up high;
Hope that the Lord shall take us
To our holy home in the sky.
Never will we wander in this world,
Midst chaos, calamities, and crimes;
Abound in faith, love, and hope,
Obey the Lord at all times.
I turned your way to talk to you,
then I remembered you were gone.
Tiptoed at night in softest shoe,
I looked for you but saw no one.
Sometimes I think I see you there--
a whisper, shadow, at nightfall.
Among the trees, a rush of air,
a song to me within bird's call.
As time went by, I lost your face,
but your fine wit stays in my midst.
We'll meet again--a special place
where all is love, and hope exists.
You stopped by once to say goodbye.
I couldn't say these words that day.
Time gave me strength, no longer shy
I feel you need be on your way.
Farewell my love, enjoy your flight.
with stars and moon beckoning nigh.
I'll search each day and moonlit night
for you, when it's my time to fly.
July 8, 2022
Rhyme
for Farewell Theme contest
by Lisa YY
Second Place
He has powers that I can’t explain
With his whispered love
I release all my pain and worry
With his touch, I discover
A warmth of my heart and soul
With his kindness I learn
That joy flows from deep inside
He has skills that leave me full
Of joy, love and hope
Inspiration that fills my soul
With the knowledge that he is
A friend that will forever be
Aware of my weakness’
But still so encouraging
Of my strengths – He has faith
He has the answers I need
When I can’t ask anyone else
He knows just what to say
When I feel like giving up on
My dreams and ideas, my vision
He keeps his promises to me
With assurance that He will forever be
There to give me inspiration
He believes in me when I can’t
Find the courage to believe myself
He gives to me… assurance that
I am blessed – by the love he gives
To me – without fail, He is a friend to me
The One I yearn to share my life with
My joy, my elation, my desire
The one I call my beloved, my best friend
The man of my dreams and heart’s helper
The husband that I always dreamed of