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addiction, alcoholism, Buddhism, Christianity, compassion, despair, empathy, homeless, loving kindness, psychology, Sociology
I wandered into Lonely
about a week ago.
I don’t know how I got here.
I don’t know where to go.
I’m not alone in Lonely
we gather all together.
I look into their empty eyes;
I see they’re lost forever.
We sit in understanding,
I hear about their sorrow.
Death looks from their teary eyes;
they’ll not be here tomorrow.
My heart unfolded to them.
They look on me as friend.
I give to all, the love I have;
offer comfort ’till the end.
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Leeby Geeby said:
Very moving stuff. You have a uniquely insightful style. It really penetrates deeper truth and brings it to light. Many thanks for this wonderful piece. Warmest regards. PS. Stay tuned for the fourth installment of my Gaia, Fey and Earth changes series.
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jennifersekella said:
So incredibly sad.
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Nadine said:
Beautiful poem ❤
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sharmishtha basu said:
perfectly captures scene!
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azcenterofyou said:
Very rich in emotion and I connect with it on so many levels. It speaks to non-judgement and just being there with another being in love and compassion. Hospice and comfort is very dear to my heart. I really felt this.
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blackheart111 said:
Love this. Truly great, emotive piece of poetry.
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annascuisine said:
Beautiful poem. ❤
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Laura (I Can Do It) said:
Nice
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fictionalkevin said:
Love this. Thank you for writing it. It shows compassion and desperation and captures both beautifully.
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