NaPoWriMo #18: Paradox

He talks to me all night long,
But still, it’s not the same.
He doesn’t make my body shiver
Like when you say my name.

He’s funny, he’s good-looking,
He’s smart and sexy, too.
He brings me sweet delights
But in my heart they’re from you.

He tells me that he loves me
And that he’ll always care.
He tells me I’m his special one
And no one can compare.

It may seem I have the perfect guy
But something is amiss.
I just don’t feel that… that… tingling,
You know, that light-headedness when we kiss.

He writes me the sweetest letters
The kind you’d keep for years.
Yet, my heart is not with him
And it brings me close to tears.

He tries so hard to win my heart
And his attempts don’t seem to end.
But, I’m in love with someone else…
Someone who says I’m just a friend.

NaPoWriMo #6: My “Bestest” Friend

This morning I saw a NaPoWriMo prompt by Jo Bell on Twitter. The prompt was to write about one of my friends. A poem I had written some time ago came to mind immediately and so I share it as today’s post/poem.

I have a wonderful friend,
He’s the “bestest” friend of all!
He’s always willing to listen
And always answers when I call.

He loves me with unconditional love,
There is no hate in his heart for me,
I don’t worry about sharing him
Because I have his loyalty.

I remember once I was lonely,
So sad, depressed and hurt,
I didn’t know who to turn to
Who’d understand what it was about.

I called my friend from childhood,
But she soon fell fast asleep.
I tried my newest friend
But his tongue he couldn’t keep.

I tried so many avenues,
I just wanted a friend to talk!
That’s when I saw my Bible,
In it, a verse clearly marked…

It said, “Cast your cares on Jesus…”
It said He was always near.
That’s when I poured my heart out
And with Him my problems shared.

Immediately, I found relief!
A serenity I’d never known.
He’s been my friend ever since
And our friendship has grown and grown.

And so, He’s my “bestest” Friend,
The One who I hold so dear,
The One who calms my spirit
And removes from me all fear.

But, you are my friend, too,
And how selfish I would be,
If I never shared my Friend with you,
And kept Him only for me.

I introduce my Friend to you,
Jesus is his name.
Talk to him whenever you want,
I guarantee you’ll never be the same.

A Letter I Cannot Send

Dear Friend,

It’s been years since we last spoke and, sadly, we never will again unless it’s when the Lord returns a second time to take His children home. Even then, I cannot be sure.

Regardless of the fact that communication between us has been severed, I write this letter as a memoir of our friendship or, maybe more appropriately, the friendship that could/should have been.

I remember the first time we met. That now seems like eons ago. I was a shy little girl of about 8 years with only a few friends and you were a visitor at my church. Before I knew it, you had befriended me and I am sure I was elated because this pretty little girl came to my church and she desired to be my friend. We took a liking to each other and I recall how your mother would admonish you for talking too much in church as we always had something to talk about. I began to look forward to your visits despite the fact that they were few and far between. I don’t remember much about our friendship back then but I will never forget that you were the first one to introduce me tofu and everytime I have had it since, I remember you. I doubt I had ever even heard of tofu before then but I remember I liked it because I thought then that it tasted like egg and those were the days when, as a child, I actually ate and loved to eat eggs.