Tag: #Lonely
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Lonely Hours… #Poetry
Image by Dimitris Vetsikas from Pixabay The cruel things we say and do leave us with no return adrift in a sea of humanity How then, do we fill those lonely hours? self is never enough Despair grows like weeds in an unkept garden The chair you sit in, sour comfort for companionship How then…
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Serving Time… #Poetry
Serving time, counting pennies Under the thumb, head bowed Ridden hard by the masters Valleys run deep with pain Every man, woman and child has the mark In their hearts they are free Love is more than they can hope for Love is the hidden desire waiting All wait to be kissed by those lips…
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Cold Christmas… #Poetry
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Cold Christmas I recognise the darkness, the chill in the airThe Christmas wish that didn’t come to passThe lonely streets of LondonSo many feet rushing byThe occasional clink of a coin drops in my old hatA kind strangerplacing a wrapped sandwich in my lapI sit here on borrowed time with one wish in mindTo find…