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.
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Love
"....You don't know how much I love you."
If you acknowledge the fact that I don't know,
It is obvious that I cannot really appreciate it
Why don't you show me the really love.
If you acknowledge the fact that I don't know,
It is obvious that I cannot really appreciate it
Why don't you show me the really love.
#sadness
#loneliness
#confusion
#despair
#fear
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The Trechory of Myself
I find myself reaching
for words recently,
trying to find the combination
that will release the treacherous
pain that hounds me relentlessly
day and night.
I'm so tired of being heart-broken,
tired of the smile that covers it up,
exhausted of the sound of
my own voice as it ricochets
off these empty walls,
the irony that lonliness
refuses to leave is not lost on me
and I am yearning for a distraction
that'll satisfy these frayed nerve endings
for words recently,
trying to find the combination
that will release the treacherous
pain that hounds me relentlessly
day and night.
I'm so tired of being heart-broken,
tired of the smile that covers it up,
exhausted of the sound of
my own voice as it ricochets
off these empty walls,
the irony that lonliness
refuses to leave is not lost on me
and I am yearning for a distraction
that'll satisfy these frayed nerve endings
#love
#loneliness
#relationships
#breakup
#hurt
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Human nature
As humans we long to find love and affection,
Wandering lost, w no sense of direction .
So many lost souls, but no 2 are the same ,
And most people these days are all pretty lame.
Some how on the inside, I've been losing my mind. But reality is something im not trying to find.
Its all very stupid if ull look at the facts.
Just shut up for a minute, sit down and relax.
Life is so short and the time just flies by.
Father time is the pilot so I assume he gets high.
They say you'll get good things if your willing to wait ,
But...
Wandering lost, w no sense of direction .
So many lost souls, but no 2 are the same ,
And most people these days are all pretty lame.
Some how on the inside, I've been losing my mind. But reality is something im not trying to find.
Its all very stupid if ull look at the facts.
Just shut up for a minute, sit down and relax.
Life is so short and the time just flies by.
Father time is the pilot so I assume he gets high.
They say you'll get good things if your willing to wait ,
But...
#regret
#loneliness
#emptiness
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Insignificance
I felt the cold of insignificance,
where eyes used to meet
on twilight lit streets
and the world fell away to the stars,
they no longer hold an intimate gaze,
but distant in sadness
and melancholy haze,
regret, as she moves from my touch,
dismay, where lips one brushed,
misunderstood, depressed and it hurts,
feeling cursed and alone in the world.
My heart feels torn,
as my love for her pours,
into the stillness of loneliness.
And will love like Poes,
Nevermore.
where eyes used to meet
on twilight lit streets
and the world fell away to the stars,
they no longer hold an intimate gaze,
but distant in sadness
and melancholy haze,
regret, as she moves from my touch,
dismay, where lips one brushed,
misunderstood, depressed and it hurts,
feeling cursed and alone in the world.
My heart feels torn,
as my love for her pours,
into the stillness of loneliness.
And will love like Poes,
Nevermore.
#sadness
#love
#loneliness
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The Man
There once was a man
Wish dashing good looks,
And a charm so disarming
He got ahead in life
Without the help of books.
Just a smile here,
A compliment there…
But behind it all
Please beware.
He was a ladies man
And he “loved” them all
One by one they’d flock
And one by one they’d fall.
Into his deep ocean
The one swarming with lies…
And like a shark,
He’d swallow them whole,
Leading them directly to their demise.
Years go by,
He’s still up to his tricks.
His hair is graying...
Wish dashing good looks,
And a charm so disarming
He got ahead in life
Without the help of books.
Just a smile here,
A compliment there…
But behind it all
Please beware.
He was a ladies man
And he “loved” them all
One by one they’d flock
And one by one they’d fall.
Into his deep ocean
The one swarming with lies…
And like a shark,
He’d swallow them whole,
Leading them directly to their demise.
Years go by,
He’s still up to his tricks.
His hair is graying...
#regret
#loneliness
#emptiness
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Field Dust
I remember yesterday of pale skies and storms on
the arisen. The gathering of winds taking the leaves.
A shadow of silent memories inhaling stillness of
sorrow without pause. Erasing the heartaches of
gales. Now reflecting on echoes of tearful lore
and yesterday's prose. Filling a void as widdershins
return me to my exhumed plot of field dust. Relieving
me of my evidentry. In my morbid fascination drawing
the short end of a straw shaking the gravel sack. But,
who's lorry now carts me off?
the arisen. The gathering of winds taking the leaves.
A shadow of silent memories inhaling stillness of
sorrow without pause. Erasing the heartaches of
gales. Now reflecting on echoes of tearful lore
and yesterday's prose. Filling a void as widdershins
return me to my exhumed plot of field dust. Relieving
me of my evidentry. In my morbid fascination drawing
the short end of a straw shaking the gravel sack. But,
who's lorry now carts me off?
#loneliness
#dark
#emptiness
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I hope you think of me kindly when you come for my things
I don't believe in a god,
but when I am begging for him to save me,
it is your name that falls from my lips.
but when I am begging for him to save me,
it is your name that falls from my lips.
#sadness
#love
#loneliness
#God
#fear
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trying to write out my feelings instead of cutting
anguish is flowing in red rivers beneath my skin
and it’s screaming to be let out
i couldn’t tell you where it came from
all i know is that i’m wired wrong
i wouldn’t dare try to talk to anyone beforehand
people either freak out or act annoyed
and in such a vulnerable state,
that is the cyanide of human communication
i wish someone would help me
the way i need to be helped
i usually feel stressed
numb
sad
ashamed
lonely
and overwhelmed ...
and it’s screaming to be let out
i couldn’t tell you where it came from
all i know is that i’m wired wrong
i wouldn’t dare try to talk to anyone beforehand
people either freak out or act annoyed
and in such a vulnerable state,
that is the cyanide of human communication
i wish someone would help me
the way i need to be helped
i usually feel stressed
numb
sad
ashamed
lonely
and overwhelmed ...
#depression
#loneliness
#SelfHarm
#PTSD
#StreamOfConsciousness
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The mouth, a violent thing
The mouth, Osho claims to be a violent thing,
Keeping busy- the moving, talking, chewing
And yes, I do know what you are saying
Yet I wanted to ask if you heard the humming
Much farther down beneath all words,
A motor awake, and unmoving
An example of something
Not quite quiet but benevolent
Unlike waves cascading,
Or water falling upon soft forest floor,
Remaining still beyond the always doing
Endless smashing, chewing...
Distractingly sorting unsorted meanings
Behind the make believe meaning. ...
Keeping busy- the moving, talking, chewing
And yes, I do know what you are saying
Yet I wanted to ask if you heard the humming
Much farther down beneath all words,
A motor awake, and unmoving
An example of something
Not quite quiet but benevolent
Unlike waves cascading,
Or water falling upon soft forest floor,
Remaining still beyond the always doing
Endless smashing, chewing...
Distractingly sorting unsorted meanings
Behind the make believe meaning. ...
#love
#loneliness
#spiritual #SelfWorth
#spiritual #SelfWorth
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Aching Dreams
these aching dreams
never really fade away
even stars above know
my whispers can't be heard
once again here alone
with a grasping heart
stupidly still believe in love
maybe i like the feeling of pain
always cherishing suffering
twinkling eyes slowly dimming
just waiting for another car crash
to crawl from
never really fade away
even stars above know
my whispers can't be heard
once again here alone
with a grasping heart
stupidly still believe in love
maybe i like the feeling of pain
always cherishing suffering
twinkling eyes slowly dimming
just waiting for another car crash
to crawl from
#love
#loneliness
#heartbroken #NaPoWriMo2024
#heartbroken #NaPoWriMo2024
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The Last Day
#sadness
#anxiety
#depression
#loneliness
#LifeStruggles
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On a Weekday in Winter, Waiting
I am that glimmer on a frigid window
Through which, as the evening creeps, a bloodless sun can be seen
Slumping, as per routine, against an assemblage of begrimed bricks, concrete,
And trees that, despite their barrenness, continue to coyly undress.
Oppositely, too, there is a stale clump of sheets,
Stuck together in certain spots,
Swallowing a pair of sallow arms that pointlessly pillow a wonted vacancy,
Coiling around the legs that spread across the threadbare mattress,
And dangle low, laden with a nebulous and
Perpetually unfulfilled wanting. ...
Through which, as the evening creeps, a bloodless sun can be seen
Slumping, as per routine, against an assemblage of begrimed bricks, concrete,
And trees that, despite their barrenness, continue to coyly undress.
Oppositely, too, there is a stale clump of sheets,
Stuck together in certain spots,
Swallowing a pair of sallow arms that pointlessly pillow a wonted vacancy,
Coiling around the legs that spread across the threadbare mattress,
And dangle low, laden with a nebulous and
Perpetually unfulfilled wanting. ...
#lust
#loneliness
#winter
#shame
#boredom
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