Poems about Loneliness
#loneliness
Poetry about loneliness and solitude. These poems are about being lonely and feeling isolated. They are often melancholy, and offer a bleak look into the lives of those feeling alone in the world.
oskar
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:08am
Yesterday 8:08am
freedom for Greenland
Freedom for Greenland
It is an ominous signal when the wife of the vice president visits Greenland, ostensibly to see its nature and be ever so friendly, but the Greenlanders are not fools they know Trump is sickling to get hold of this island, if he does the defenseless people will end up as rough sleepers in the streets of New York
The Greenlanders are simple folk living, have modest houses for a lump full of dollars they might be pressured to become American citizens
Money given is a lot in Greenland, and in New York almost of no value, should you regret it and try to move...
It is an ominous signal when the wife of the vice president visits Greenland, ostensibly to see its nature and be ever so friendly, but the Greenlanders are not fools they know Trump is sickling to get hold of this island, if he does the defenseless people will end up as rough sleepers in the streets of New York
The Greenlanders are simple folk living, have modest houses for a lump full of dollars they might be pressured to become American citizens
Money given is a lot in Greenland, and in New York almost of no value, should you regret it and try to move...
#apathy
#disappointment
#emptiness #loneliness
#emptiness #loneliness
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Mundus
Poem Published
27th Mar 2025 4:51pm
27th Mar 2025 4:51pm
Anesthesia
The world bit my heart
with blind and grim ferocity,
of primordial innocence
only the ghost remained.
I closed my eyes, fled the light,
I gasped in the breath of the crowds;
in the idiocy of those who rumble
without ever asking questions.
I found a corner inside me,
fresh and slightly tinged with half-light,
I added a moon of madness
and some notes of melancholy.
Now it is here that I stand,
in the anesthesia of time
and human anguish.
Who knows if I survive
or only feign being alive.
with blind and grim ferocity,
of primordial innocence
only the ghost remained.
I closed my eyes, fled the light,
I gasped in the breath of the crowds;
in the idiocy of those who rumble
without ever asking questions.
I found a corner inside me,
fresh and slightly tinged with half-light,
I added a moon of madness
and some notes of melancholy.
Now it is here that I stand,
in the anesthesia of time
and human anguish.
Who knows if I survive
or only feign being alive.
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#loneliness #sadness
#loneliness #sadness
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
26th Mar 2025 5:38am
26th Mar 2025 5:38am
This Old Mechanical Heart
A song comes on
Memories are sparked that were once lost to time
Wondering where my adolescence went
Bound by the bonds of a cruel fate’s design…
A glance leads to curiosity
When her eyes gaze closer at me in the dim light
The device ticks away behind a glass door on my chest
This old mechanical heart is wound every night
How old are you? She asks
I grin remembering my youth back in 1849
Too old, I reply with a smile, gazing into her eyes
A secret I carry with me after such a long time
The wrinkles on my...
Memories are sparked that were once lost to time
Wondering where my adolescence went
Bound by the bonds of a cruel fate’s design…
A glance leads to curiosity
When her eyes gaze closer at me in the dim light
The device ticks away behind a glass door on my chest
This old mechanical heart is wound every night
How old are you? She asks
I grin remembering my youth back in 1849
Too old, I reply with a smile, gazing into her eyes
A secret I carry with me after such a long time
The wrinkles on my...
#Fanfiction
#loneliness
#love
#scifi
#steampunk
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Stephanos_PS_M
Poem Published
24th Mar 2025 3:45pm
24th Mar 2025 3:45pm
Winter comfort
I used to speak, to share my pain,
But every word was met with rain—
Not the kind that heals the ground,
Just the kind that pulls me down.
So now I keep my heart locked tight,
No more trust, no more light.
Why spill my soul when all I find
Are empty ears and colder minds?
So here’s my truth, my sad refrain:
I’ll crack a can, let silence reign.
No matter how cold this drink may be,
People are colder—that’s truth to me.
At least the chill that numbs my hand
Won’t judge or leave me where...
But every word was met with rain—
Not the kind that heals the ground,
Just the kind that pulls me down.
So now I keep my heart locked tight,
No more trust, no more light.
Why spill my soul when all I find
Are empty ears and colder minds?
So here’s my truth, my sad refrain:
I’ll crack a can, let silence reign.
No matter how cold this drink may be,
People are colder—that’s truth to me.
At least the chill that numbs my hand
Won’t judge or leave me where...
#despair
#disappointment
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#loneliness
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AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2025 7:57am
23rd Mar 2025 7:57am
Weiner
You don't need to hide.
I wasn't hiding from you.
I let you do what you do.
It helps, if you're here too.
Ill help you out.
I have secrets to shout out.
Come hear the symphony,
Of me crying out loud.
I sit and brood.
Wishing you were here, too.
There's no privacy as you intrude.
With your calm, quiet attitude.
I find you like the truth.
Come out of hiding and introduce.
Your distance is abuse.
Don't cut me off of this noose.
I like to sway in the nude.
The weather decays as they view....
I wasn't hiding from you.
I let you do what you do.
It helps, if you're here too.
Ill help you out.
I have secrets to shout out.
Come hear the symphony,
Of me crying out loud.
I sit and brood.
Wishing you were here, too.
There's no privacy as you intrude.
With your calm, quiet attitude.
I find you like the truth.
Come out of hiding and introduce.
Your distance is abuse.
Don't cut me off of this noose.
I like to sway in the nude.
The weather decays as they view....
#IMissYou
#loneliness
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2025 12:15pm
22nd Mar 2025 12:15pm
You can't see sadness here
You can't see sadness here
My friends
Because I am a happy men
And I am living a beautiful
Life that my father gave to me
Many years ago
After he made me with
His holy hands
And placed me on earth
To live
Friends I love my life
Here on earth
My friends
Because I am a happy men
And I am living a beautiful
Life that my father gave to me
Many years ago
After he made me with
His holy hands
And placed me on earth
To live
Friends I love my life
Here on earth
#anger
#bittersweet
#despair
#loneliness
#regret
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AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 4:12pm
21st Mar 2025 4:12pm
Me
Do you ever get tired,
Of being admired?
You only want one.
Instead you get a ton.
Thanks for the friends.
Can't wait to ditch them.
They call themselves,
The government.
I just wanted one.
Not everything,
Under the sun.
Their jobs are the pun.
In the web that I've spun.
Do you ever get tired,
Of being admired?
Just trying to have fun,
Not call you, "hun"
Of being admired?
You only want one.
Instead you get a ton.
Thanks for the friends.
Can't wait to ditch them.
They call themselves,
The government.
I just wanted one.
Not everything,
Under the sun.
Their jobs are the pun.
In the web that I've spun.
Do you ever get tired,
Of being admired?
Just trying to have fun,
Not call you, "hun"
#depression
#loneliness
#philosophical #TruthOfLife
#philosophical #TruthOfLife
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 1:16am
21st Mar 2025 1:16am
Love Deprivation Will Kill Me More Than Anything
I could be positive all I want to, love myself all I want to, but I know this loneliness is killing me. Not just emotionally but physically.
I know that I can't rely on people entirely, so it's easier to suffer in silence.
Even thinking about the expectations required for a friendship makes me want to go into a deep, deep sleep.
So many times, by so many people, I've been called selfish when all I've ever tried to do was be a wonderful lover and a wonderful friend.
I really can't respond to people's needs anymore. I can't be the understanding person...
I know that I can't rely on people entirely, so it's easier to suffer in silence.
Even thinking about the expectations required for a friendship makes me want to go into a deep, deep sleep.
So many times, by so many people, I've been called selfish when all I've ever tried to do was be a wonderful lover and a wonderful friend.
I really can't respond to people's needs anymore. I can't be the understanding person...
#dark
#loneliness
#sadness
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
19th Mar 2025 8:27pm
19th Mar 2025 8:27pm
A Bunch of Brady's
Am I Greg, Peter, Bobby, Marsha, Jan or Cindy?
Maybe I'm Carol, Mike or Alice.
They all seem friendly, they all have demons.
I heard that Greg was fucking Marsha & Carol.
Maybe.
I know I was.
I met Bobby numerous times at the strip club,
Never figured he was such a horn ball.
That's ok, so am I.
I'd rather hangout and talk to Jan,
She's my kind of people.
A little flaky and delusional.
But who cares, so am I.
I'm tired of telling Mike that I'm not gay
He means well but I'm not interested.
Cindy & Peter need to...
Maybe I'm Carol, Mike or Alice.
They all seem friendly, they all have demons.
I heard that Greg was fucking Marsha & Carol.
Maybe.
I know I was.
I met Bobby numerous times at the strip club,
Never figured he was such a horn ball.
That's ok, so am I.
I'd rather hangout and talk to Jan,
She's my kind of people.
A little flaky and delusional.
But who cares, so am I.
I'm tired of telling Mike that I'm not gay
He means well but I'm not interested.
Cindy & Peter need to...
#dreams
#identity
#loneliness
#myself
#PopCulture
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cheesa
Poem Published
19th Mar 2025 3:28pm
19th Mar 2025 3:28pm
The paths unclear
Heckled by emotions
Making a mind so jaded
The memories are there
But the colours are faded
Happiness and health
Trust and fear
The windows all misty
The paths unlclear
Making a mind so jaded
The memories are there
But the colours are faded
Happiness and health
Trust and fear
The windows all misty
The paths unlclear
#bittersweet
#confusion
#despair
#loneliness
#sadness
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Chere-Rene13
Poem Published
17th Mar 2025 11:27pm
17th Mar 2025 11:27pm
The March Continues...Time Lonely Proceeds
An epilogue ending of a beginning. For another end is wide open as hearing the reverberate echo of drums...A pattern rudiment of undeveloped starts. This is the world that we know which continually spins on course. Harsh are the uncompromising laws of time.
Depth of slumber, darken trails feet obey & follow. A sleepwalk harrowing trance of dire rules, guides one easily towards the threshold of the night. Fear of opening that drawer...Fear of opening that door...Fear of being here...
Depth of slumber, darken trails feet obey & follow. A sleepwalk harrowing trance of dire rules, guides one easily towards the threshold of the night. Fear of opening that drawer...Fear of opening that door...Fear of being here...
#bittersweet
#disappointment
#loneliness
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
17th Mar 2025 10:56am
17th Mar 2025 10:56am
Warmth
I don't know what's about the feeling.
Of warmth that comforts us and gets us reeling.
Maybe it's the way it reminds you of a friend's warm hug.
Or your own child,gently catching your attention by tugging on your shirt.
The warmth of sunshine rays.
On hot summer beach days.
The dear childhood days when you used to play.
And the times you would create.
The memories you hold onto.
And the upcoming of fate.
The warm sensation warmth does create.
Sometimes it can soothe the soul.
Or chase away any negative emotion...
Of warmth that comforts us and gets us reeling.
Maybe it's the way it reminds you of a friend's warm hug.
Or your own child,gently catching your attention by tugging on your shirt.
The warmth of sunshine rays.
On hot summer beach days.
The dear childhood days when you used to play.
And the times you would create.
The memories you hold onto.
And the upcoming of fate.
The warm sensation warmth does create.
Sometimes it can soothe the soul.
Or chase away any negative emotion...
#hope
#loneliness
#motivational #uplifting
#motivational #uplifting
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