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All Is Loneliness

Faith Elizabeth Brigham
Dangerous Mind
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Poetry Contest

Submit one new poem about the loneliness in your soul.

Style and length of poem are open. Work must be your own and written about the pain of loneliness. Good luck and have fun!

Dangerous Mind
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The dark is unknown, so it has no memory. Yet it is evil as seen through the eye. It interrupts the status quo. Confuses one's routine. There is really no prognosis for the shakes it brings. It speaks many languages and translates. It's like an old pouch with webs that sleep, and the pouch has traveled a thousand years.

"Washing away my mask of a gentle poet, as I played the roll of your marionette. Leaving me all alone and dead..." †
Written by adagio
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Kaden Malis
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Drink your memory back

Every night I come home
To an empty silent house
No calls on the phone
No reason to go out

Light a candle, watch it burn
Pour a drink in a dirty glass
Try to drink away the hurt
And bring your memory back

Well I lost you long ago
And cannot get you back
Now the only relief I know
Is to drink your memory back
Written by Kaden_Malis (Kaden Malis)
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Tyrant of Words
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[2020] Those were the days

... right?   † †  
†† † † † †  
When we stayed up half the night † † † † †  
yet managed to wake every morning † † † † †  
without alarm clock assistance † † † † †  
under an armed guard escort † † † † †  
to the promise of adventure! † † † † †  
† † † † † †
or boredom † † † † † †
that could simply be alleviated † † † † †  
with a boardgame † † † † †  
† † † † † †
or a soccer competition in the yard † † † † †  
complete with garbage cans as goals † † † † †  
and ball stuffed with actual socks  
because ... poverty + imagination † † † † †  
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There were so many things † † † † †  
to look forward to, but † † † † †  
none so much as Sun Days! † † † † †  
seven days a week † † † † †  
† † † † † †
---the creekbed calling for bare † † † † †  
feet among minnows n crawdads † † † † †  
... n leeches ... eek! † † † † †  
† † † † † †
---a pond of sunfish, bullhead † † † † †  
and bluegill beckoning hooks; † † † † †  
catfishing wasn't an issue † † † † †  
† † † † † †
---neighbor farmer's toolshed † † † † †  
wallpapered with bushy haired † † † † †  
centerfolds to go ogle at † † † † †  
† † † † † †
---what trolls you encountered † † † † †  
were easily banished from the realm † † † † †  
with a +3 Dwarven War Hammer † † † † †  
and rollings of sacred geometric dice † † † † †  
† † † † † †
And then alomg came this † † † † †  
and that desktop device † † † † †  
replacing the bulk of our † † † † †  
bulkier electronic gadgets † † † † †  
---record players, boom boxes, † † † † †  
Coleco Visions, Ataris † † † † †  
† † † † † †
until likewise kicked to the curb † † † † † †
were PC monitors and televsions † † † † †  
for Thursday trash pickup--- † † † † †  
weighed fucktons, I tell ya † † † † †  
FUCKTONS † † † † † †
† † † † † †
Machines: PacMan, Galaga, Asteroids ... † † † † †  
the arcades you peddled a bicycle † † † † †  
eight miles to, spending an entire day † † †
guzzling sodas and binging on junk food † † † † †  
with peers, † † † † † †
† † †† † † † † † † † †followed in the footsteps of † † † † †  
dinosaurs † † † † †  
† † † † † †
Now you can bowl a three-hundred † † † † †  
or golf in your living room † † †
during family gatherings † † † † †  
† † † † † †
~ sigh ~ † † † † †  
† † † † † †
It's just not the same † † † † †  
† † † † † †
Though, I'm not complaining † † † † †  
† † † † † †
I've gained the best companion EVER † † † † † †
online through a handheld contraption † † † † †  
and I wouldn't trade that experience † † † † †  
or her for ANYTHING or ANYONE † † † † †  
† † † † † †
but WHAT I wouldn't give to relive † † † † † †
some of that old time rock n roll † † † † †  
with her while swapping the first of many † † † † †  
a cigarette we would later regret † † † † †  
† † † † † †
or monkeying around climbing a tree † † † † †  
so high, we were too terrified to descend † † † † †  
our way back to Earth † † † † †  
† † † † † †
And then there was that time † † † † †  
I walked naked through a hayfield † † † † †  
swarming with fireflies . . . . . † † † † †  
† † † † † †
I miss Mother Nature † † † † †  
† † † † † †
and physical connectivity† † † † †  
† † † † † †
But mostly, I think † † † † † †
living in my imagination † † † † †  
after all these years † † † † †  
in this modern techno era † † † † †  
already socially distanced † † † † †  
in so many ways before † † † † † †
the Covid-19 affliction † † † † †  
† † † † † †
I long to be human again † † † † †  
† † †

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Written by JohnnyBlaze
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Lonliness is Committed To Me

my loneliness by
 the fireside, where harmony circles,
with the East wind,
over blackened seas
 that roar,  for endless hours, upon days.  
Bury my lonely ways
 in silence,  with
the sound of stillness, †
beneath carved
monoliths that bear
the philosophy
of my  youth.  
I need no one  
Let the gullible
sing my dirge, without emotion,  covered
in the robe of winter,
over gray grasses with sharp edges slicing
their needs when
they try to flee.  
I want to hear them blaspheme prayer
for the loss of my once rooted hope, †
it's timid steps I
thought appeared
graceful now  fallen
†upon open wasteland  
Swallow me,
let me steep in
the smell of the
undying where pale
stars loose their
shine behind muted shades of a once
happy moon  
Rebirth me
like she is, solitary,
yet never lonely.  
I watch her descend
with evening over
ground where solemn pine rots.
I will  overlook serenity and dream of that,  too soft downy skin  
I once touched.

Unite me with my one wish that is to be alone yet never lonely.
Written by Valeriyabeyond (Dhyana)
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Dangerous Mind
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When Loneliness Takes Over

Every day she puts on a brave smile,
But no one notices the loneliness she
Feels steeping into her bones late at
Night when there is no one else to talk
To. Every day it always the same cycle
Over and over again like a dishwasher
Or washing machine that will not stop
Running. No one realizes she misses
Someone who will hold her tight and
Keep the bad nightmares away. She
Laughs but no one is there to laugh
At her silly and corny jokes. No one
Is there to come home to and vent to
About her bad day at work. No one is
There to love and to have for the rest
Of her days. People come and go, but
No one stays long enough to ask if she
Is really okay, past all the smiles and
The tears she keeps trying to hold in.
Her loneliness is at the bottom of the
Glass as she is drinking away the pain
And sorrow she feels in the pit of her
Stomach. No one sees the loneliness
In her eyes that used to shine with so
Much brightness and hope. She never
Wanted to feel pity from others, just
Understanding that it a cold and lonely
World sometimes. She looks into the
Mirror and I look right back at her.
Written by eswaller
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Thought Provoker
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No one sees me,
I move through this world
a ghost.

My invisibility
of my own making,

leaving no markings
of my passage. †

My meals taken
in solitary confinement. †

My fellow employees
less than acquaintances,
me a paper cut out
on the wall. †

Even in the bright lights
of day
I am the shadow
on the ground.

Totally disconnected
from the house
I live in. †

At night
I listen to my wifeís
soft snoring,
wide awake in my

Written by Sunwolfe1745
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Every day

I really miss you.  
Every day.
It hurts.
Every day.
I become less.

Every day.

I am still breathing.  
Every day.
I still love you.
Every day.
I still cry.

Every day.

I can cry now.
Every day.

For the competition All is loneliness --> this is an actual email I had sent a few days ago to my ex who broke my heart a month ago
Written by OmenisNemo (Allie)
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A very pale text I decided to copy-paste and make into a work of art as I have a tendency to paragraph and repeat myself to express my feelings when I'm writing to people I love

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In this room...  
It's blistered cardboard walls  
And a monotonous bulb
Guttering above me  
Like a flickering 60 watt sun
That forgot to shine  

Surrounded by the scent  
Of stale cigarettes †
And the scattered remnants of nightmares †
Footsteps †outside my door †
Disembodied fragments of men  
Scurrying down infinite corridors of solitude  

Leaning out my window †
Into the sprawling urban night  
The wafting bouquet of garbage  
And the relentless symphony †
Of sirens and screams  
The hooker on the corner  
Pacing her purgatory of sidewalks  
With absent feline grace  

I light my last cigarette †
Burning my throat and stomach †
Blowing smoke rings of oblivion  
Towards the bulging cracked ceiling  

Scrawling desperate verse  
To a love in a far distant place  
Wondering if she'll ever reach me  
Amidst this wreckage and ruin. †

One day they'll find me  
My silent pen caught in stigmata death grip †
With nothing but tattered notebooks †
And scattered throwaways †
To mark my earthly sojourn. †
Written by ENOONMAI
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My Lonely Heart

I sit quietly in the corner alone and hang my head in forlornness.
My lonely heart languishes for romance and companionship.
I have an urge to be intimate with someone of the opposite sex.
Is there not a single girl in the world who wishes to be with me?
Someday I shall find her even if she is far beyond the ocean.
And as long as she does not change, we will have a lasting love.

Tonight I worry once again, and I wonder how long I shall suffer.
A shooting star appears while I gaze at the heavens above.
I close my eyes and I envision a lovely girl standing in front of me.
I picture us with a perfect love, she loves me and I love her.
And I foolishly hope she will still be there when I open my eyes.
O Lord, please send this sweet and loving girl into my world.

They say that love is the most powerful thing in the universe,
Yet I cannot seem to find a girl to love me with sincerity.
Things never worked out with any of the girls I have loved before,
So I must turn to the girl who I fell in love with in my imagination.
Though she exists only in my head, I desire her charm and her love.
And I wish my erotic fantasies about her could turn into reality.

This is a boring life, I feel so discouraged, especially at bedtime.
I caress the soft pillow beside me as if it were a feminine body.
I deceive myself with the idea of loving the girl of my dream.
And I have an illusion that dreams can somehow come true.
I am waiting for her to come out of my dream and be with me,
But I am so far from realism as the planets are light years apart.

I believe that she is my only chance to experience happiness.
One day she will rush to my side and take away my sadness.
I would give anything for her love or even the touch of her hand.
In my sleep I stretch out my hands to feel her smooth, tender skin.
I have never wanted anything as badly as I want her love.
And I would rather have her in dreams than not have her at all.

This obliging cutie is always hanging around in my thoughts.
I can tell that she has a lonely heart and she needs love as I do.
She is seriously interested in me and she has a good motive.
Whenever I want to see her I just daydream or fall asleep.
I believe that she will materialise even if it does not happen soon,
So I shall keep dreaming about her until she becomes real.

Deceptive and manipulative girls heartlessly toyed with my emotion.
These heartbreakers and users merely feigned affection for me.
Nobody knows the pain of loneliness that I have borne silently.
I depend on the girl of my dream cos only she understands me.
My lonely heart is a consequence of solitude and unfulfilled desires.
And it appears that I shall never get the love I need so desperately.
Written by PittinixDesigns
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Visit Of The Gnomes

the gnomes were here again last night
they do no damage and are said to be
friendly and strong
i know they were here because there were footprints in the sand
the neighbor says it was a rat or small rabbit
but i know better
they visit every spring after the last frost
i think they like to walk barefoot on the tiny green seedlings
because it tickles their toes
they never show themselves but sometimes
just after sunset i hear their laughter
as they head home from work
it is said that they walk through rock and stone
as easily as we walk through the air
stewards of the underground
i think they visit because
i donít add chemicals
to my garden
the smell of good quality compost
rotting hay mature manure
pleases their tiny nostrils
i donít know why they visit
but iím glad they do
then i donít feel so alone
someday they may trust me enough to let me see them
with their tall hats and red shoes
maybe take me underground to meet their kids
we could talk about plants and nature
and share a bowl of steamy hot soup
and a loaf of bread
when i dig iím careful  
not to go too deep
so i donít disturb their homes
i plant a variety of vegetables
because i donít know their tastes
when i meet them iíll ask
i like to hum while iím in the garden
i know my singing voice is kind of scratchy and might scare them
but they might like me humming a nice happy tune  
sometimes when if find an interesting rock
or a pretty stone i save it because
itís probably a gift from the gnomes
i leave them outside where they can find them
in case they want them back
thereís never a card with their gifts so iím not sure
some people think iím crazy for believing in earth elementals
and thatís OK because i think life is more interesting
with a little uncertainty
© 2020
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INFinite Jaywalker

you walk

  †you walk  

†† † †you walk  

without saying a word  
convinced not a single living soul  
within shouting distance knows  
where you're coming from;  

rarely making eye contact †
except with passersby  
on Imagination Avenue---  
there, cutting corners  

you talk †

†† you talk  

†† † †you talk  

to strangers and casual †
acquaintenances as if family  
throughout innumerable  
lifetimes speaking your mind  

Written by Magnetron
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Goodbyes like...

....feathers on the wind.
I never thought you a ghost,
but you slipped away.
And all I can do is dream
of all the words left unsaid.
....raw, bloodied knuckles.
I imagined you solid -
something substantial
able to hold on to me
until I was exhausted.
....a wine fading bruise.
I feel the affect of you
right here, in my chest.
Iíve pulled your words from my veins
and let them swirl down the drain.  
Ö.sticky, dark candy.
I thought you were good for me.
You were for a while,  
but too much of you, too fast
and I just want to vomit.

Öbrutal thunderstorms.
Counting seconds to lightning,
calculating us Ė
wind strewn damage circling me
and all I do is absorb.
Written by DaisyGrace
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