Poems About Loneliness by Top Critiquers
#loneliness
Poems about loneliness by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Master of Leaving....
You left me hanging, like a coat on a hook,
Thought I’d fold, break, crumble, take a second look.
But I’ve been practicing my loneliness skills,
I made friends with the silence, it fits me like chills.
You swore you’d always be here, a forever vow,
But I’m allergic to promises, just tell me how.
I feared you’d vanish, like all the rest,
So I built walls, then wore them like a vest.
I’ll blame you for every cold, empty night,
For the holes in my heart, that should’ve been tight.
But if I’m honest (and I do love being frank),
I...
Thought I’d fold, break, crumble, take a second look.
But I’ve been practicing my loneliness skills,
I made friends with the silence, it fits me like chills.
You swore you’d always be here, a forever vow,
But I’m allergic to promises, just tell me how.
I feared you’d vanish, like all the rest,
So I built walls, then wore them like a vest.
I’ll blame you for every cold, empty night,
For the holes in my heart, that should’ve been tight.
But if I’m honest (and I do love being frank),
I...
#emptiness
#loneliness
#rejection
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Why?
When I see you cry,
I see an ocean
in your eyes,
drowning you from inside.
A tempest raging;
scarlet scarring your skies...
Heat of your pain
like a thick fog
damping your sight...
A silent scream
"O god why..."
I see an ocean
in your eyes,
drowning you from inside.
A tempest raging;
scarlet scarring your skies...
Heat of your pain
like a thick fog
damping your sight...
A silent scream
"O god why..."
#despair
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness #SelfReflection
#loneliness #SelfReflection
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tired young girl drinking espresso in a cafe
San Francisco
1987
Cafe Babar
tired young girl
sipping an espresso
waiting for the sun
to stop sunning
waiting for the clouds
to stop clouding
waiting for the rain
to stop raining
waiting for the poets
to stop poeting
waiting for the tic-toc
of the clock to stop
ticking
waiting for her heart
beat to stop beating
waiting for the ache
of love to stop
aching
1987
Cafe Babar
tired young girl
sipping an espresso
waiting for the sun
to stop sunning
waiting for the clouds
to stop clouding
waiting for the rain
to stop raining
waiting for the poets
to stop poeting
waiting for the tic-toc
of the clock to stop
ticking
waiting for her heart
beat to stop beating
waiting for the ache
of love to stop
aching
#sadness
#loneliness
#boredom
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A place of distance
Where belief seems like make believe
Reason finding no concrete purchase in alone
There is no saying
For whatever speech might be
Doesn't change a thing
Just dark muttering
Forlorn
As the weight upon the soul now borne
The world, indifferent, has no cause to pause
It knows no pain that naws
I know the broken end of things
The hollowness of truth that rings
A blackness knelling
The soot, the ash, the char of...
Where belief seems like make believe
Reason finding no concrete purchase in alone
There is no saying
For whatever speech might be
Doesn't change a thing
Just dark muttering
Forlorn
As the weight upon the soul now borne
The world, indifferent, has no cause to pause
It knows no pain that naws
I know the broken end of things
The hollowness of truth that rings
A blackness knelling
The soot, the ash, the char of...
#loneliness
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A Hold on Me
something’s
gripping tight
the air
suffocates
walls lean in
like whispers
and the devil's
knuckles knock
who is it inside
I’m fading away
lost in the echo
of my own voice
gripping tight
the air
suffocates
walls lean in
like whispers
and the devil's
knuckles knock
who is it inside
I’m fading away
lost in the echo
of my own voice
#depression
#emptiness
#honesty
#loneliness
#MentalHealth
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multicolored
made of blown glass
so easily shattered
beautiful with all it's facets
a mosaic of pain
with the little bits that make up my memories
broken then put back together
a stained glass work of art, multicolored hurt
break me anew and the look is different
as my emotional facade
always on display
breaking so beautifully
serving you my torment
it exists because of you
you are my center
I am the amusement
that keeps your world turning
your mistresses eat my torture
aching in the dim light ...
so easily shattered
beautiful with all it's facets
a mosaic of pain
with the little bits that make up my memories
broken then put back together
a stained glass work of art, multicolored hurt
break me anew and the look is different
as my emotional facade
always on display
breaking so beautifully
serving you my torment
it exists because of you
you are my center
I am the amusement
that keeps your world turning
your mistresses eat my torture
aching in the dim light ...
#loneliness
#sadness
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Freedom
After realizing my past
You begged me to let it be
You calculated the math
Trying to fill that space in me
But I was getting antsy, the itch was back
I kept waking up with your knees in my back
Voices are saying you can do better, you can have your own
You should move out, you should be on your own
Decisions are made, not well thought out
You only rolls with me, because you like my clout
Your free ability to go anywhere for care
A salon for nails a boutique for hair
We shared a cry
I looked into...
You begged me to let it be
You calculated the math
Trying to fill that space in me
But I was getting antsy, the itch was back
I kept waking up with your knees in my back
Voices are saying you can do better, you can have your own
You should move out, you should be on your own
Decisions are made, not well thought out
You only rolls with me, because you like my clout
Your free ability to go anywhere for care
A salon for nails a boutique for hair
We shared a cry
I looked into...
#love
#loneliness
#heartbroken #breakup
#heartbroken #breakup
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Intimacy Blockade
Intimacy Blockade
Where to begin
When
The mascarade
Ends,
What's the use
Of pretending?
It gives
The appearance
Of everything's
Sending
That message
Of perfection all day.
When the lights
Come on
And the bar
Shuts down
And the ring
On the finger spins round,
What was the point
Of starting
This
Fling
When the darkness
Was all on the ground?
Where to begin
When
The mascarade
Ends,
What's the use
Of pretending?
It gives
The appearance
Of everything's
Sending
That message
Of perfection all day.
When the lights
Come on
And the bar
Shuts down
And the ring
On the finger spins round,
What was the point
Of starting
This
Fling
When the darkness
Was all on the ground?
#anxiety
#regret
#loneliness
#denial
#emptiness
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Innocence In Infamy
If I'm to be with her? Buy it. Peering; into the eye of the beholder. Turn the lights out. My darkness masks the presentation. Funeral veil, calculated advertisement. Show, on a distant surface, like engraving a tombstone. Dim-lit projection. Popcorn for caves and flashing theater strobes. Where I hide from her audience and company.
It's even handheld. Everything, anything, infinitely, universal, all the time, drama. How to solve? The pinnacle achievement of pride, of course. Use to fuel negative reinforcement. Such misconstrued motive seems confident. Big brother...
It's even handheld. Everything, anything, infinitely, universal, all the time, drama. How to solve? The pinnacle achievement of pride, of course. Use to fuel negative reinforcement. Such misconstrued motive seems confident. Big brother...
#love
#loneliness
#drugs
#addiction
#determination
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sleep
i can't sleep,
i can't sleep at all
after he left,
i changed the place
but i can't sleep,
i changed the bed sheet
but i can't sleep,
i changed the pillow but
i can't sleep,
n now i have stopped sleeping,
and i can't sleep...
n i realized on a night
there was
NO SLEEP
in the bed,
ONLY BECAUSE,,,
i was in his embrace,
N that's why I was able to sleep,
it was the warm scent of his body
that mesmerized me
and that's why i was able to sleep,
sleep was not hidden anywhere, ...
i can't sleep at all
after he left,
i changed the place
but i can't sleep,
i changed the bed sheet
but i can't sleep,
i changed the pillow but
i can't sleep,
n now i have stopped sleeping,
and i can't sleep...
n i realized on a night
there was
NO SLEEP
in the bed,
ONLY BECAUSE,,,
i was in his embrace,
N that's why I was able to sleep,
it was the warm scent of his body
that mesmerized me
and that's why i was able to sleep,
sleep was not hidden anywhere, ...
#loneliness
#sadness
#sex
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But How, Tomorrow
Tommorow, but how, tomorrow
long it may be, til then
til paths create and journey
upon virginal grounds
birthed together
our cleansing souls
tis tomorrow not far enough
that today we must pain
we must suffer,
in silence
it's true we have words
and we have song
and foresight of fortitude
when fruition fates the night
and we fall, mad or not
we fall, as one
let it be tomorrow
where doors open to loveliness
where happenstance holds your hand
souls dictate in poetic dalliance
as...
long it may be, til then
til paths create and journey
upon virginal grounds
birthed together
our cleansing souls
tis tomorrow not far enough
that today we must pain
we must suffer,
in silence
it's true we have words
and we have song
and foresight of fortitude
when fruition fates the night
and we fall, mad or not
we fall, as one
let it be tomorrow
where doors open to loveliness
where happenstance holds your hand
souls dictate in poetic dalliance
as...
#love
#loneliness
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4 Comments
my suffering (documented)
my suffering
can easily
fill the
long hours
of the
long night,
tested and
pushing
back again,
no audience
to give
me thoughts,
no visible
sound of
speeches,
just more
loneliness
to my
naked eyes,
and i am
at a loss,
for what
i am,
and each
part entirely
knowable,
documented.
can easily
fill the
long hours
of the
long night,
tested and
pushing
back again,
no audience
to give
me thoughts,
no visible
sound of
speeches,
just more
loneliness
to my
naked eyes,
and i am
at a loss,
for what
i am,
and each
part entirely
knowable,
documented.
#confusion
#emptiness
#frustration
#loneliness
#sadness
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DU Poetry : Poems About Loneliness by Top Critiquers