Poems About Loneliness Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about loneliness published by members recently online.
goldenmyst
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2024 2:34pm
22nd Mar 2024 2:34pm
Sunk Deep in Baton Rouge
Sunk Deep in Baton Rouge
“Hello Pops. Sorry to intrude on my wonderfully studious young man in the middle of deep tort contemplations, but I have a little problem. Our house has flooded. So here I am with no adult assistance with our three-year-old son and the water, water is everywhere to borrow a phrase from Coleridge’s ‘Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.’ Could you get in that wonderful jalopy your Mom bought for us and take us to dry ground?”
“The car is flooded as well I am afraid. I am at the chapel on campus. Wait just a short while and I am sure the car will revive...
“Hello Pops. Sorry to intrude on my wonderfully studious young man in the middle of deep tort contemplations, but I have a little problem. Our house has flooded. So here I am with no adult assistance with our three-year-old son and the water, water is everywhere to borrow a phrase from Coleridge’s ‘Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.’ Could you get in that wonderful jalopy your Mom bought for us and take us to dry ground?”
“The car is flooded as well I am afraid. I am at the chapel on campus. Wait just a short while and I am sure the car will revive...
#loneliness
#mother
#father
#marriage
#son
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2024 2:34pm
22nd Mar 2024 2:34pm
Sunk Deep in Baton Rouge
Sunk Deep in Baton Rouge
“Hello Pops. Sorry to intrude on my wonderfully studious young man in the middle of deep tort contemplations, but I have a little problem. Our house has flooded. So here I am with no adult assistance with our three-year-old son and the water, water is everywhere to borrow a phrase from Coleridge’s ‘Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.’ Could you get in that wonderful jalopy your Mom bought for us and take us to dry ground?”
“The car is flooded as well I am afraid. I am at the chapel on campus. Wait just a short while and I am sure the car will revive...
“Hello Pops. Sorry to intrude on my wonderfully studious young man in the middle of deep tort contemplations, but I have a little problem. Our house has flooded. So here I am with no adult assistance with our three-year-old son and the water, water is everywhere to borrow a phrase from Coleridge’s ‘Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.’ Could you get in that wonderful jalopy your Mom bought for us and take us to dry ground?”
“The car is flooded as well I am afraid. I am at the chapel on campus. Wait just a short while and I am sure the car will revive...
#loneliness
#mother
#father
#marriage
#son
185 reads
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2024 2:34pm
22nd Mar 2024 2:34pm
Sunk Deep in Baton Rouge
Sunk Deep in Baton Rouge
“Hello Pops. Sorry to intrude on my wonderfully studious young man in the middle of deep tort contemplations, but I have a little problem. Our house has flooded. So here I am with no adult assistance with our three-year-old son and the water, water is everywhere to borrow a phrase from Coleridge’s ‘Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.’ Could you get in that wonderful jalopy your Mom bought for us and take us to dry ground?”
“The car is flooded as well I am afraid. I am at the chapel on campus. Wait just a short while and I am sure the car will revive...
“Hello Pops. Sorry to intrude on my wonderfully studious young man in the middle of deep tort contemplations, but I have a little problem. Our house has flooded. So here I am with no adult assistance with our three-year-old son and the water, water is everywhere to borrow a phrase from Coleridge’s ‘Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.’ Could you get in that wonderful jalopy your Mom bought for us and take us to dry ground?”
“The car is flooded as well I am afraid. I am at the chapel on campus. Wait just a short while and I am sure the car will revive...
#loneliness
#mother
#father
#marriage
#son
185 reads
0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2024 2:34pm
22nd Mar 2024 2:34pm
Sunk Deep in Baton Rouge
Sunk Deep in Baton Rouge
“Hello Pops. Sorry to intrude on my wonderfully studious young man in the middle of deep tort contemplations, but I have a little problem. Our house has flooded. So here I am with no adult assistance with our three-year-old son and the water, water is everywhere to borrow a phrase from Coleridge’s ‘Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.’ Could you get in that wonderful jalopy your Mom bought for us and take us to dry ground?”
“The car is flooded as well I am afraid. I am at the chapel on campus. Wait just a short while and I am sure the car will revive...
“Hello Pops. Sorry to intrude on my wonderfully studious young man in the middle of deep tort contemplations, but I have a little problem. Our house has flooded. So here I am with no adult assistance with our three-year-old son and the water, water is everywhere to borrow a phrase from Coleridge’s ‘Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.’ Could you get in that wonderful jalopy your Mom bought for us and take us to dry ground?”
“The car is flooded as well I am afraid. I am at the chapel on campus. Wait just a short while and I am sure the car will revive...
#loneliness
#mother
#father
#marriage
#son
185 reads
0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2024 2:34pm
22nd Mar 2024 2:34pm
Sunk Deep in Baton Rouge
Sunk Deep in Baton Rouge
“Hello Pops. Sorry to intrude on my wonderfully studious young man in the middle of deep tort contemplations, but I have a little problem. Our house has flooded. So here I am with no adult assistance with our three-year-old son and the water, water is everywhere to borrow a phrase from Coleridge’s ‘Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.’ Could you get in that wonderful jalopy your Mom bought for us and take us to dry ground?”
“The car is flooded as well I am afraid. I am at the chapel on campus. Wait just a short while and I am sure the car will revive...
“Hello Pops. Sorry to intrude on my wonderfully studious young man in the middle of deep tort contemplations, but I have a little problem. Our house has flooded. So here I am with no adult assistance with our three-year-old son and the water, water is everywhere to borrow a phrase from Coleridge’s ‘Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.’ Could you get in that wonderful jalopy your Mom bought for us and take us to dry ground?”
“The car is flooded as well I am afraid. I am at the chapel on campus. Wait just a short while and I am sure the car will revive...
#loneliness
#mother
#father
#marriage
#son
185 reads
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missjem56
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 1:16am
18th Feb 2025 1:16am
Heartless
I found
A scarlet heart
Lying broken
Upon my carpet
Within my room
It bled not
And showed no signs
Of ever
Being loved
by Jemia
A scarlet heart
Lying broken
Upon my carpet
Within my room
It bled not
And showed no signs
Of ever
Being loved
by Jemia
#loneliness
#philosophical
#sadness
38 reads
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missjem56
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 1:16am
18th Feb 2025 1:16am
Heartless
I found
A scarlet heart
Lying broken
Upon my carpet
Within my room
It bled not
And showed no signs
Of ever
Being loved
by Jemia
A scarlet heart
Lying broken
Upon my carpet
Within my room
It bled not
And showed no signs
Of ever
Being loved
by Jemia
#loneliness
#philosophical
#sadness
38 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 1:16am
18th Feb 2025 1:16am
Heartless
I found
A scarlet heart
Lying broken
Upon my carpet
Within my room
It bled not
And showed no signs
Of ever
Being loved
by Jemia
A scarlet heart
Lying broken
Upon my carpet
Within my room
It bled not
And showed no signs
Of ever
Being loved
by Jemia
#loneliness
#philosophical
#sadness
38 reads
0 Comments
LibraSoul96
Poem Published
12th Sep 2019 1:52am
12th Sep 2019 1:52am
Feelings Forsaken
Dirty syringes and rusted scalpels
Unsaid vows and vacant wedding chapels
Charcoal colored roses who have lost its hue
Crossing me will lead you to restless days and sleepless nights filled with rue
Blood spews and incense of death crepts viciously through the bodies of the decomposed
Notes written without a cause left unread and distant memories left unrecognizable to the eye of it's holder destined to be eroded.
Missed phone calls without the simple solice of a voicemail and followed by a missed opportunity that comes once a...
Unsaid vows and vacant wedding chapels
Charcoal colored roses who have lost its hue
Crossing me will lead you to restless days and sleepless nights filled with rue
Blood spews and incense of death crepts viciously through the bodies of the decomposed
Notes written without a cause left unread and distant memories left unrecognizable to the eye of it's holder destined to be eroded.
Missed phone calls without the simple solice of a voicemail and followed by a missed opportunity that comes once a...
#FeelingLost
#disappointment
#loneliness
850 reads
15 Comments
LibraSoul96
Poem Published
12th Sep 2019 1:52am
12th Sep 2019 1:52am
Feelings Forsaken
Dirty syringes and rusted scalpels
Unsaid vows and vacant wedding chapels
Charcoal colored roses who have lost its hue
Crossing me will lead you to restless days and sleepless nights filled with rue
Blood spews and incense of death crepts viciously through the bodies of the decomposed
Notes written without a cause left unread and distant memories left unrecognizable to the eye of it's holder destined to be eroded.
Missed phone calls without the simple solice of a voicemail and followed by a missed opportunity that comes once a...
Unsaid vows and vacant wedding chapels
Charcoal colored roses who have lost its hue
Crossing me will lead you to restless days and sleepless nights filled with rue
Blood spews and incense of death crepts viciously through the bodies of the decomposed
Notes written without a cause left unread and distant memories left unrecognizable to the eye of it's holder destined to be eroded.
Missed phone calls without the simple solice of a voicemail and followed by a missed opportunity that comes once a...
#FeelingLost
#disappointment
#loneliness
850 reads
15 Comments
LibraSoul96
Poem Published
12th Sep 2019 1:52am
12th Sep 2019 1:52am
Feelings Forsaken
Dirty syringes and rusted scalpels
Unsaid vows and vacant wedding chapels
Charcoal colored roses who have lost its hue
Crossing me will lead you to restless days and sleepless nights filled with rue
Blood spews and incense of death crepts viciously through the bodies of the decomposed
Notes written without a cause left unread and distant memories left unrecognizable to the eye of it's holder destined to be eroded.
Missed phone calls without the simple solice of a voicemail and followed by a missed opportunity that comes once a...
Unsaid vows and vacant wedding chapels
Charcoal colored roses who have lost its hue
Crossing me will lead you to restless days and sleepless nights filled with rue
Blood spews and incense of death crepts viciously through the bodies of the decomposed
Notes written without a cause left unread and distant memories left unrecognizable to the eye of it's holder destined to be eroded.
Missed phone calls without the simple solice of a voicemail and followed by a missed opportunity that comes once a...
#FeelingLost
#disappointment
#loneliness
850 reads
15 Comments
NoQuarter
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 3:50am
7th Feb 2025 3:50am
Silence That Devours
i knock but the door does not open
i speak my name into the dark
but even the echoes refuse to answer
the walls should hold memories
but they are empty
hollow bones of a place that never wanted me
the mirror stands waiting
but i am not in it
i press my hand to the glass
expecting warmth
but it is only cold only blank
only a reflection of nothing
somewhere a door swings open to nothing
somewhere my shadow walks without me
i thought if i waited long enough
the silence would break
that...
i speak my name into the dark
but even the echoes refuse to answer
the walls should hold memories
but they are empty
hollow bones of a place that never wanted me
the mirror stands waiting
but i am not in it
i press my hand to the glass
expecting warmth
but it is only cold only blank
only a reflection of nothing
somewhere a door swings open to nothing
somewhere my shadow walks without me
i thought if i waited long enough
the silence would break
that...
#disappointment
#loneliness
#sadness
126 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Loneliness Published by Members Recently Online
