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.
u53l355
Poem Published
Today 3:10pm
Today 3:10pm
The silver lining
Clouded thoughts clearing as my mind begins to open , realising I often speak with no filter to determine someones reaction as the twisted words that leave my mouth leave cringes on the faces of those who have given me a chance of interaction
I'm starting to question my motivation
A quest for attention has lead me to this life of solitude , of course people can't take a joke when the humour isn't funny , people have backgrounds and pasts and all these years I've acted like it's a joke !
Just because I don't take anything to heart , just because I have been...
I'm starting to question my motivation
A quest for attention has lead me to this life of solitude , of course people can't take a joke when the humour isn't funny , people have backgrounds and pasts and all these years I've acted like it's a joke !
Just because I don't take anything to heart , just because I have been...
#depression
#regret
#loneliness
#ImSorry
#suicide
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unnifaomsl
Poem Published
Today 7:52am
Today 7:52am
I am haunted from the words you say, and the stories I read between them
It feels like a marble in the throat,
going out in the snow without a coat,
a thickness to slide into me and float,
my nervous system, absorbing;
The centrifuge answer to life, orbiting.
Dying flowers circulate the obituaries as my circulation restricts my movement;
Breathing is cardio arrest for thinking about anything else.
The letters to SPELL with are a poison,
the parish gladly drinks;
Wine to water, with scissors and cauter,
I's like it when people get out of their thinks.
When it's too old a cow to harvest, ...
going out in the snow without a coat,
a thickness to slide into me and float,
my nervous system, absorbing;
The centrifuge answer to life, orbiting.
Dying flowers circulate the obituaries as my circulation restricts my movement;
Breathing is cardio arrest for thinking about anything else.
The letters to SPELL with are a poison,
the parish gladly drinks;
Wine to water, with scissors and cauter,
I's like it when people get out of their thinks.
When it's too old a cow to harvest, ...
#loneliness
#MentalHealth
#myself
#emotional
#hurt
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keristewart
Keri Stewart
Keri Stewart
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:02pm
Yesterday 9:02pm
A Tile On The Floor
a tile on the floor,
conforming to its role.
pitter-patter goes the steps
where words are just no more.
a tile where it sits,
cracking on the edge.
intricate designs are born
but here lies: solemn dread.
a tile is painted fresh,
glistening with great gleam.
the paint is thick and wet
like goopy blood in flesh.
a tile, just a tile,
is painted like the rest.
it sits near tile armies,
but wishes to find a tread.
a tile on the floor,
conforming to its role. ...
conforming to its role.
pitter-patter goes the steps
where words are just no more.
a tile where it sits,
cracking on the edge.
intricate designs are born
but here lies: solemn dread.
a tile is painted fresh,
glistening with great gleam.
the paint is thick and wet
like goopy blood in flesh.
a tile, just a tile,
is painted like the rest.
it sits near tile armies,
but wishes to find a tread.
a tile on the floor,
conforming to its role. ...
#loneliness
#rhyming
#metaphor
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u53l355
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:14pm
Yesterday 4:14pm
I'm not perfect but...
I'm not perfect
I'm far from it
I tell myself I'm sorry
But my mind won't accept it
My sense of humour is warped
I guess my filter is broken
These are my excuses
True words are unspoken
Am I afraid ?
I don't want to get hurt again
Push all you like but
I just can't let you in
I will stay closed
And not walk into the open
Sometimes I'll say
Stuff that I don't even mean
Because you react and it keeps you away from me
I know I'm not a bad person
I wish I would let you see
I know...
I'm far from it
I tell myself I'm sorry
But my mind won't accept it
My sense of humour is warped
I guess my filter is broken
These are my excuses
True words are unspoken
Am I afraid ?
I don't want to get hurt again
Push all you like but
I just can't let you in
I will stay closed
And not walk into the open
Sometimes I'll say
Stuff that I don't even mean
Because you react and it keeps you away from me
I know I'm not a bad person
I wish I would let you see
I know...
#sadness
#depression
#loneliness
#despair
#emptiness
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javalini
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:27pm
Yesterday 1:27pm
EXISTENTIAL WHISPERS
the dome of the sky
is made of bone
and spangled with gods
distant and indifferent
as the stars that light their way
and so we are alone, my love,
and our prayers are only wishes
whispered to the night
who can do little
but hide us 'til morning
so nestle deep
and sleep dreamless
that we might wake strong
enough to face the day
is made of bone
and spangled with gods
distant and indifferent
as the stars that light their way
and so we are alone, my love,
and our prayers are only wishes
whispered to the night
who can do little
but hide us 'til morning
so nestle deep
and sleep dreamless
that we might wake strong
enough to face the day
#loneliness
#God
#philosophical
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adagio
Poem Published
11th Apr 2021 8:37pm
11th Apr 2021 8:37pm
It's Only Ink
In the shadows of my obituary
but it's only ink
under the sweetest of flowers
threads of twilight whisper
enraptured by reflecting shards
touched by the smell of death
waiting for oblivion
evermore in my sleep.
but it's only ink
under the sweetest of flowers
threads of twilight whisper
enraptured by reflecting shards
touched by the smell of death
waiting for oblivion
evermore in my sleep.
#loneliness
#dark
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
11th Apr 2021 2:18am
11th Apr 2021 2:18am
a longing that some how still exists
a longing still exists; for locked eyes, and a gentle kiss; soft skin, to cuddle with....
away from the wars outside the doors; there's nothing that I'd long for more....
than to feel other than the skin one's in; from infactuation to passionate....
to be not as much in one's mind as one has been; turned all the way on, from a cute grin....
loneliness feels like lung congestion; or like a lung that's missing....
though an abundance of pain from the outdoor...
away from the wars outside the doors; there's nothing that I'd long for more....
than to feel other than the skin one's in; from infactuation to passionate....
to be not as much in one's mind as one has been; turned all the way on, from a cute grin....
loneliness feels like lung congestion; or like a lung that's missing....
though an abundance of pain from the outdoor...
#loneliness
#girlfriend
#erotic
#LifeStruggles
#apocalypse
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Stanhoven
Poem Published
11th Apr 2021 2:02am
11th Apr 2021 2:02am
Numb
Been a year since the sun went down
Warmth of a dim fire keeps away the numb and cold
Days and nights without light
A chill runs constantly thru these bones
Lights blur from a city so far away
I fear to leave the cave so do not stray
Thoughts and dreams fade and fragment
A bitter cold freezes stagnant
Close these eyes perchance to dream
Morning of a sun that will rise
Bring with it a rising heat
Warmth of a dim fire keeps away the numb and cold
Days and nights without light
A chill runs constantly thru these bones
Lights blur from a city so far away
I fear to leave the cave so do not stray
Thoughts and dreams fade and fragment
A bitter cold freezes stagnant
Close these eyes perchance to dream
Morning of a sun that will rise
Bring with it a rising heat
#loneliness
#diabetes
#disability
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BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
10th Apr 2021 10:29pm
10th Apr 2021 10:29pm
"The Like Brigade” ... A Poem written by Big Virge 27/11/2018
What Is It These Days ...
With Peoples Ways ... ?!?
Cos' It’s CLEAR Nowadays ...
That To Get Yourself Fame ...
You’ll Need The SUPPORT ...
of The ... “ LIKE Brigade “ ... !!!
Because Light Has Been ...
..... WITHDRAWN .....
From How Stardom Is BORN ...
From Apps That ATTRACT ...
Where LIKES Make Ties ...
To Those Whose LIKES ...
Disguise Their Vibe ... !!!
of Being Quite NEEDY ...
As Well As YES ... CREEPY ... !!!!!
It’s Weird How A Like ...
Can Make Some Feel...
With Peoples Ways ... ?!?
Cos' It’s CLEAR Nowadays ...
That To Get Yourself Fame ...
You’ll Need The SUPPORT ...
of The ... “ LIKE Brigade “ ... !!!
Because Light Has Been ...
..... WITHDRAWN .....
From How Stardom Is BORN ...
From Apps That ATTRACT ...
Where LIKES Make Ties ...
To Those Whose LIKES ...
Disguise Their Vibe ... !!!
of Being Quite NEEDY ...
As Well As YES ... CREEPY ... !!!!!
It’s Weird How A Like ...
Can Make Some Feel...
#strength
#loneliness
#rejection
#humankind
#admiration
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JOY
Joybell
Joybell
Poem Published
10th Apr 2021 2:47pm
10th Apr 2021 2:47pm
Alone
Alone in darkness
Reflecting
Deeply burdened
Questioning
A social butterfly
Once vibrant
Confident and fun
Yet, she's alone
Ambitious high achiever
Supportive and strong
Secure, she belonged
Yet, she's alone
Self-assured
Fearless
Courageous
Yes, she's alone
Impacted by trauma
Altering her future
Total transformation
She chooses to be alone
The darkness condenses
Exacerbating her sorrow
Desperate for answers
By choice, she's alone
Reflecting
Deeply burdened
Questioning
A social butterfly
Once vibrant
Confident and fun
Yet, she's alone
Ambitious high achiever
Supportive and strong
Secure, she belonged
Yet, she's alone
Self-assured
Fearless
Courageous
Yes, she's alone
Impacted by trauma
Altering her future
Total transformation
She chooses to be alone
The darkness condenses
Exacerbating her sorrow
Desperate for answers
By choice, she's alone
#sadness
#anxiety
#loneliness
#tragedy
#despair
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adagio
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 6:02pm
9th Apr 2021 6:02pm
Night Of The Jugular
A thousand years or more
sweet to the tongue
the jugular...
silencing the lutes
of the nightingales
as another shadow passes...
upon the stairs
but no one is there
just quotes...
a lame poet am I
hairy and horrid
eyes hollow of madness...
sweet to the tongue
the jugular...
silencing the lutes
of the nightingales
as another shadow passes...
upon the stairs
but no one is there
just quotes...
a lame poet am I
hairy and horrid
eyes hollow of madness...
#anger
#loneliness
#dark #fear
#dark #fear
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adagio
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 5:39pm
9th Apr 2021 5:39pm
Ain't No Pulitzer
Aint no Pulitzer when I'm gone
a cross made from a yardstick
in the soil as your papa now rest
with earmuffs drowning out sounds
death dances like a silent movie
through eyes of my rigor mortis
perhaps there's an Oscar waiting
in the wings.
a cross made from a yardstick
in the soil as your papa now rest
with earmuffs drowning out sounds
death dances like a silent movie
through eyes of my rigor mortis
perhaps there's an Oscar waiting
in the wings.
#loneliness
#despair
#emptiness #philosophical
#emptiness #philosophical
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