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.
Poetryman
Poem Published
Today 6:44am
Today 6:44am
It Makes Me Cry
The music in my soul
That accompanies my poems
Forever silent beyond the cage surrounding me
My physical form is a prisn of silent bars
That shutter the keys on my piano
and nothing I do will let the song of me sing out
The sadness is unbearable sometimes
It makes me cry that they sing to no one
and when I am forgotten
my poetry will tell nothing of who I was
My books standing quietly on a bookshelf
Unopened to the eyes of lovers of verse
I am nothing, a shadow of a man
I am a dream for ghosts to echo in laughter
It...
That accompanies my poems
Forever silent beyond the cage surrounding me
My physical form is a prisn of silent bars
That shutter the keys on my piano
and nothing I do will let the song of me sing out
The sadness is unbearable sometimes
It makes me cry that they sing to no one
and when I am forgotten
my poetry will tell nothing of who I was
My books standing quietly on a bookshelf
Unopened to the eyes of lovers of verse
I am nothing, a shadow of a man
I am a dream for ghosts to echo in laughter
It...
#loneliness
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Vortex32167
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:44pm
Yesterday 7:44pm
My Valley
My eyes red and swollen,
I cry for you my dear sanity.
I’m losing it on all levels of existence,
Losing grip of my own humanity.
In search for truths I will not find,
Existing only to wonder and ponder.
The feeling of being and draw breath,
Alone and misunderstood I wander.
Through a valley of tears and broken dreams,
I walk the long and wavey trench of sorrow.
Wondering if I will ever reach the end,
Beginning a day without tomorrow.
A short period of enlightenment and relieve,
24 hours of pure bliss and...
I cry for you my dear sanity.
I’m losing it on all levels of existence,
Losing grip of my own humanity.
In search for truths I will not find,
Existing only to wonder and ponder.
The feeling of being and draw breath,
Alone and misunderstood I wander.
Through a valley of tears and broken dreams,
I walk the long and wavey trench of sorrow.
Wondering if I will ever reach the end,
Beginning a day without tomorrow.
A short period of enlightenment and relieve,
24 hours of pure bliss and...
#depression
#loneliness
#identity #emptiness
#identity #emptiness
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Dreamboy
Poem Published
27th Jul 2021 10:27pm
27th Jul 2021 10:27pm
Echo Lake
I don’t want to
feel
all alone
anymore
I don’t want to
feel
all alone,
no
no.
Things are getting
lighter,
the sun
is rising,
My eyes
are
shining,
across, across,
the pond.
You’re free
to stay here
until the rain
stops,
of course
of course
of course.
I don’t want to
feel
all alone
anymore.
I dont want to
feel
all alone,
no
no.
I don’t think
I want it
to
feel
normal.
feel
all alone
anymore
I don’t want to
feel
all alone,
no
no.
Things are getting
lighter,
the sun
is rising,
My eyes
are
shining,
across, across,
the pond.
You’re free
to stay here
until the rain
stops,
of course
of course
of course.
I don’t want to
feel
all alone
anymore.
I dont want to
feel
all alone,
no
no.
I don’t think
I want it
to
feel
normal.
#loneliness
#dark
#LifeStruggles #despair
#LifeStruggles #despair
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
27th Jul 2021 5:03pm
27th Jul 2021 5:03pm
Win For Loosing
I love you, but I'm not in love with you
Believe these words, they are true
She spoke these words not to confuse
Not for torture, or even to amuse
Pushed, pressured, as to what's next
There isn't a dream that goes without us having sex
Your imaginary scent is all in my head
I'm smelling magnolias and lilacs all in my head
Visions of you sprawled all across the bed
Various poses, parting your lips and tilting your head
You know what it takes to arouse me Boo
To focus my attention singularly on you
The...
Believe these words, they are true
She spoke these words not to confuse
Not for torture, or even to amuse
Pushed, pressured, as to what's next
There isn't a dream that goes without us having sex
Your imaginary scent is all in my head
I'm smelling magnolias and lilacs all in my head
Visions of you sprawled all across the bed
Various poses, parting your lips and tilting your head
You know what it takes to arouse me Boo
To focus my attention singularly on you
The...
#love
#loneliness
#dreams
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doriann_barrere
Dorian
Dorian
Poem Published
26th Jul 2021 11:22am
26th Jul 2021 11:22am
Marión
twas a’ long onceupon, the time in an a’go.
‘innet of a heart the kingdom olden.....inside that nation oldened shadows meets’ the village, have longed gone in a lands then past.
valors meets maid of a Marion, ruffled are her feathers ‘hair... twa a’nne the maiden’s locks orange, innit goldtint’th, blonde manner as poison......nectar of our sunlight, which turns the monochrome glow a spiral.
a saddened Marion, whom was to be a’gone, lost at a’bay, a forgotten shadowmnesià of their ghast the prisonshold, which met as stern of tint, cold air.
breezed through, but a...
‘innet of a heart the kingdom olden.....inside that nation oldened shadows meets’ the village, have longed gone in a lands then past.
valors meets maid of a Marion, ruffled are her feathers ‘hair... twa a’nne the maiden’s locks orange, innit goldtint’th, blonde manner as poison......nectar of our sunlight, which turns the monochrome glow a spiral.
a saddened Marion, whom was to be a’gone, lost at a’bay, a forgotten shadowmnesià of their ghast the prisonshold, which met as stern of tint, cold air.
breezed through, but a...
#sadness
#grief
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#despair
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RichardJ
Poem Published
25th Jul 2021 7:02pm
25th Jul 2021 7:02pm
Softly ~ in my dreams... (kyrielle)
(loneliness)
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:
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Days turn to pain I cannot show,
nights into ever-endless streams;
yet, reaching find I'm lonely … though,
I’ll hold you Softly ~ in my dreams.
:
My days, now empty without you,
to nights, no peace will come, it seems;
your touch I ache the long night through,
I'll hold you Softly ~ in my dreams.
:
Where's gone your shelter for my...
•
___________________________..·˜*|*˜·..___________________________
:
:
•
Days turn to pain I cannot show,
nights into ever-endless streams;
yet, reaching find I'm lonely … though,
I’ll hold you Softly ~ in my dreams.
:
My days, now empty without you,
to nights, no peace will come, it seems;
your touch I ache the long night through,
I'll hold you Softly ~ in my dreams.
:
Where's gone your shelter for my...
#love
#loneliness
#hope
35 reads
4 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
25th Jul 2021 9:14am
25th Jul 2021 9:14am
Loyalty
I swim away,
the reason anyone swims,
to escape,
all out abandoning,
fuck humaning,
adrift alien
submerged in otherworldliness
and I arrive back,
concrete and coffee,
doorbell and drippings,
"You didn't sink then,"
No,
but I didn't find a solution either.
the reason anyone swims,
to escape,
all out abandoning,
fuck humaning,
adrift alien
submerged in otherworldliness
and I arrive back,
concrete and coffee,
doorbell and drippings,
"You didn't sink then,"
No,
but I didn't find a solution either.
#sadness
#loneliness
#identity
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Monkeymaham2
Bumped 25th Jul 2021 6:52am
9th May 2021 9:11am
9th May 2021 9:11am
Comfort Zone
It’s been days since the sun graced my skin to warm my heart
The lack of freckles on my body prove the statement even more so
Empty feelings pull as I move to sit nearer to what light there is
Tap tap tap on the metal above, crashing, thunder, soothing, calming
Waves crash on the window, dripping down the crack on the inside
I swipe it up, looking lazily at the liquid dripping down my finger tip
Sticking my finger to my tongue, I taste the bitter salt from the ocean
My gaze shifts, focusing to the window, just beyond the foggy glass
Clouds bring back...
The lack of freckles on my body prove the statement even more so
Empty feelings pull as I move to sit nearer to what light there is
Tap tap tap on the metal above, crashing, thunder, soothing, calming
Waves crash on the window, dripping down the crack on the inside
I swipe it up, looking lazily at the liquid dripping down my finger tip
Sticking my finger to my tongue, I taste the bitter salt from the ocean
My gaze shifts, focusing to the window, just beyond the foggy glass
Clouds bring back...
#sadness
#depression
#loneliness #dark
#loneliness #dark
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Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
24th Jul 2021 10:12pm
24th Jul 2021 10:12pm
The 'day before yesterday'
Wed, Jul 21
I normally hate decision making days.. When bad things are destined to happen..
On this date..
This death..
I'll remember till my last breathe..
It'll cost me 60 days to eat the dates by sunset..
Here I got subject with so many predicates
When did I write this?..
We only have 'today', 'tomorrow', and 'yesterday'..
But I have another day
So disturbed..
Consciously defaulted..
His name? I asked..
Who? They asked me in return..
The boy. He had a name..
I replied
...
I normally hate decision making days.. When bad things are destined to happen..
On this date..
This death..
I'll remember till my last breathe..
It'll cost me 60 days to eat the dates by sunset..
Here I got subject with so many predicates
When did I write this?..
We only have 'today', 'tomorrow', and 'yesterday'..
But I have another day
So disturbed..
Consciously defaulted..
His name? I asked..
Who? They asked me in return..
The boy. He had a name..
I replied
...
#anxiety
#regret
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#apathy
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Sunderish
Sunder
Sunder
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2021 5:45pm
23rd Jul 2021 5:45pm
Forsaken.
Of daffodils and springs beginning,
And a saint that keeps him sinning
A fever dream, and discarded love letters
He sets his knees upon an alter, observing,
A secret congregation, all of
Which seek to hear his ill confessions
No gods nor angels dare to heed his call
Forsaken mutt, abomination to all
But late at night, his prayers go silent
A soothing hand now holding so gently
To his sagging shoulders.
Their unspoken conversations
No call for forgiveness, nor demand
To rectify, only wordless promises,
a mutual pinning...
And a saint that keeps him sinning
A fever dream, and discarded love letters
He sets his knees upon an alter, observing,
A secret congregation, all of
Which seek to hear his ill confessions
No gods nor angels dare to heed his call
Forsaken mutt, abomination to all
But late at night, his prayers go silent
A soothing hand now holding so gently
To his sagging shoulders.
Their unspoken conversations
No call for forgiveness, nor demand
To rectify, only wordless promises,
a mutual pinning...
#sadness
#loneliness
#confessional #SelfReflection
#confessional #SelfReflection
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2021 00:20am
23rd Jul 2021 00:20am
Cabin Fever
Pink peonies looking and smelling like cotton candy
She also placed a vase of lilacs there looking all fancy
Floating around the cabin in her favorite gown
Mp3 player spewing forth the jazziest of sounds
Candles are lit, warmth and essence flowing through the air
Long, curly, salt and pepper locks are the natural texture of her hair
Covering her nape, spread out over her shoulders
She usually braid it into a ponytail for those that know her
She's a little on the tomboy side, so at a young age she learned to ride
Just by upping the...
She also placed a vase of lilacs there looking all fancy
Floating around the cabin in her favorite gown
Mp3 player spewing forth the jazziest of sounds
Candles are lit, warmth and essence flowing through the air
Long, curly, salt and pepper locks are the natural texture of her hair
Covering her nape, spread out over her shoulders
She usually braid it into a ponytail for those that know her
She's a little on the tomboy side, so at a young age she learned to ride
Just by upping the...
#depression
#loneliness
#dark
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brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2021 6:35pm
22nd Jul 2021 6:35pm
Words of Love
they’ve been spoken
in my direction before
reflexively I turn
to see who they’re aimed at
the assumption stings at first
but you get used to it
hope is more dangerous
in my direction before
reflexively I turn
to see who they’re aimed at
the assumption stings at first
but you get used to it
hope is more dangerous
#loneliness
#denial
#fear
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