My Lonely Heart Poems | Examples

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Premium Member In Dreams

Dream lover come out of the blue
 I desire a visit from you 
Say you love me true 
 As I so love you
All my dreams include you, they do.

You are the essence of my dreams
So true to life, is how it seems
You light up moonbeams
O’er rivers and streams
You’re the jewel in crowns of queens.

When I awake you are still there
In all I do, every prayer
I’m so glad you care
I love you, I swear
To you I lay my lonely heart bare.

Premium Member Trees

The wind freed 
The trees of speech
A welcomed song 
I do beseech 
Of echoed moans
And lonely screeches
Of ocean skies
And seagulls screeches 
My lonely heart 
Cried for silent nights
To stop their pain
And grieving slights
Where nature sings
Beyond our realm
Quiet is aghast
No captains helm

Premium Member I Never Knew You

I never knew you; you were always wearing a mask
Empty days waiting; my love for you became a task

Every day full of lies, in my lonely heart, it just cries
It is defeated; as the winds carry my last good-byes

Best forgot, I never knew you

Heading home, I stand alone before I close my door
Calmer now, because in this place, you are no more

To loving arms that never even held me, not missed
Remembering nothings that will soon cease to exist

Best forgot, I never knew you

As the sun rises on another day, feels good, I am ok
Showering me in its rays, I feel pure, I’m on my way

I saw the truth, I understand, it’s my life so my plan
It’s my time now, that time with you it never began

I never knew you


Premium Member Lonely heart

My lonely heart 
watching, waiting for someone 
here I sit alone

Your Love I Have

Eyes like stars shine and twinkle 
Happy now that I'm not single

My lonely heart has found a home
I won't go back to where I'm from

Receive my love with a heart of might
Your love I have, my radiant light

Premium Member Vocation

Way deep down in my heart I hear the Lord speaking to me.
He tells me who I am and who I'm really supposed to be.
Before His majesty I see myself so very small.
In honesty how can I try to heed His holy call?

A little voice is crying out from deep within my soul
And if I try to follow, God will finally make me whole.
I feel Him watching me; I am so tiny in His eye,
So patiently He waits to see just what I will decide.

I know it’s true that everyone is called to holiness
And to our Lord's command and call we must all acquiesce
But still, I feel a greater call that I cannot ignore.	
It is as if my lonely heart is crying out for more.

So, tell me, Lord, what can I do and what more can I give?
What shall I do with this, the life You gave to me to live?
Where do You want me, Lord? Tell me how best to do Your will.
I offer everything to You, my heart, my hands, my skill.

Way deep down in my heart I hear the Lord speaking to me.
And He is showing all that I might someday come to be.
Before His majesty, I see myself so very small.
So, here I am, O Lord, my God! I'm answering Your call!


Premium Member My Quiet Place

I need to go to my quiet place
I'm longing to be alone with Him today
I desire to have my Jesus space  
Because I want have my say

Just a little talk with Him
Resting in His agape love
There He'll fill my cup to the brim
He's my pure white dove

In my quiet place
My lonely heart can heal
Grief can be lifted with His grace
Time with Him helps me deal

Sweet home

When home no longer feels home to me,
My lonely heart craves liberation,
Every single blood drop screamed salvation.

Then somewhere tears faded good memories,
Took all my nerves to join hands to almighty

How can you be so cruel?
How can you be so calm?
How anxiety don't hit you seeing your chain living on the edge?
It's too much asking for or least you give
Better world for better people.

A blazing hope in my heart
And again home no longer felt home to me.

Premium Member A Red, Red Rose

I see a red, red rose covered with dew.
It's perfect; I pick it for my friend dear.
My lonely heart is strained and I feel blue.

     There on his grave, I stand where wild shrubs grew,
     how can I ever stop even one tear?
     I see a red, red rose covered with dew.

How the man had died I’d wish to pursue. 
Thinking of it my heart is full of fear
My lonely heart is strained and I feel blue.

     God knew how much he played with his canoe.
     Why did he have to paddle to the pier?
     I see a red, red rose covered with dew.

Was it a freak wave that made him fall through?
Indeed the whole affair was rather dreer
My lonely heart is strained and I feel blue.

     I kneel in prayer as if in a pew,
     for now, all are left without any cheer.
I see a red, red rose covered with dew.
My lonely heart is strained and I feel blue.

unheard

i remember being a child
longing for someone to hear my scream
a scream i never screamed
a cry i never cried
feeling like i was the only one with eyes
wishing someone was wise enough to see
what was happening
begging someone to realize
how broken
my lonely heart really was

STAR IN HEAVEN

There is a star up in Heaven
Deeply nested in my lonely heart
I talk to it every night
Its beauty is ethereal
I still love you the same
The eternal bond is so unreal
It gives me the wings of a crane

love they say

Love, they say 


When I was fifty-two, I fell in love and that
was hard; I lost my sanity for the sake of love
I had been married twice before I met my 
undoing, learned the rope of living a pretense of love
when the only thing of interest was sex
I was never a family man, leaving me, the women
did me a favor
at a morning café, I saw her sitting at a side table
she had an aura of mysterious sexism about her
 I had to have this woman
We had been together for almost a year, I had
found the woman of my life and proposed marriage
she turned me down and wanted to be free
and she didn't care for my clinging ways of behaving
She had other lovers as her libido was strong 
Our relationship ended there as I realized I had met
a person like myself and one ego-centric lover 
was enough, yet when I think of her, she warms 
my lonely heart thinking of the great sex we had

Premium Member VD Day

My lonely heart suffers
The love of another
But is it my cerebellum 
That feels this emptiness 
Of something missing 
For the heart is a muscle
Incapable of emotion 
The brain seeks knowledge 
Understanding and clarity
The heart feeds the body 
Blood and oxygen for life
But I think it’s the souls
Desire for love
In the arms of another 
Security and empathy 
Endearment and kindness 
Put on a pedestal 
That nothing can break

Premium Member Heart

In my lonely heart crevice 
It was always you
Beginning to end 
My serendipitous glue
Good or bad
My heart was yours
Through heartbreak 
And many closed doors 
Unopened and flared
My heart it new
You my love 
Were my souls hue
Crimson and golden
Clear and consise 
No stupid thing 
You were so wise
Played like a fiddle 
Every string just right 
Lonely my heart
It knew your demise 
And hear I cry
Lonely tears wept down
My face tear streaked 
A faceless clown

Premium Member Memory's Souvenirs

I laud precious memories when cold nights prevail.
Those that fan love's flames against Winter winds
for in those images my lonely heart beats again,
if only an interlude where grief holds no reign.
But mourns my heart when they are bittersweet.
Each one a dagger plunged too deep.
They cannot be banished or cast aside,
for with each attack my wounds bleed again.
I cannot escape the sorrowful tears
that trickle when those memories come unbidden.
There's no antidote to stave off the infection
of the melancholy sadness my mind recalls.
But there are melodious moments, 
joyfully sweet dulcet thoughts
when gentler memories flow.
They brush across my heart like paint on canvas,
as treasured works of art being recalled.
When a smile, sans apparent reason, reaches my eyes
making them shine as if emerging from an eclipse,
a cherished memory is being recollected.
These are the priceless souvenirs I relive.

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