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.
runningturtle87
Poem Published
29th Apr 2022 3:29pm
29th Apr 2022 3:29pm
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
402 reads
4 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
11th Aug 2019 5:17pm
11th Aug 2019 5:17pm
Forlorn & Every other Moon
Out of loneliness
selfishly I fell
into her eyes, a stranger
I never took the time
to know
Struggling desperately
I tried to free myself
from this awful
attachment
transmorgrifying my heart
at least it kind of feels
like I am not myself
the me I try to be
I suppose it was my fault
clumsy and obtuse
in social interactions
it’s almost as if I
HAVE to fall quickly
tripping into something
that looks like
love
i am comforted with
the knowledge of
a recurring ...
selfishly I fell
into her eyes, a stranger
I never took the time
to know
Struggling desperately
I tried to free myself
from this awful
attachment
transmorgrifying my heart
at least it kind of feels
like I am not myself
the me I try to be
I suppose it was my fault
clumsy and obtuse
in social interactions
it’s almost as if I
HAVE to fall quickly
tripping into something
that looks like
love
i am comforted with
the knowledge of
a recurring ...
#loneliness
#SelfDiscovery
772 reads
33 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
27th Sep 2024 4:48am
27th Sep 2024 4:48am
Forgotten Man
He did something weird for a living.
Something to do with coin boxes in laundromats
He lived a short dirt path away from his mother,
two blocks at most.
He went there every night for dinner,
boasting that lately he had been walking there
instead of driving.
Mama don't cook nothin' without gravy on it
said the 45-year-old laundromat man.
He also told me
in our last conversation,
that he masturbated to hardcore porn before bed
Women being hurt.
He called it taking a Sominex.
By that point I was just...
Something to do with coin boxes in laundromats
He lived a short dirt path away from his mother,
two blocks at most.
He went there every night for dinner,
boasting that lately he had been walking there
instead of driving.
Mama don't cook nothin' without gravy on it
said the 45-year-old laundromat man.
He also told me
in our last conversation,
that he masturbated to hardcore porn before bed
Women being hurt.
He called it taking a Sominex.
By that point I was just...
#loneliness
108 reads
5 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
10th Nov 2023 1:34am
10th Nov 2023 1:34am
and so loud
yes, I was lazy, but also scared
working in the factory, everything and everyone seemed so hard
to remember it now
working in the factory, everything and everyone seemed so hard
to remember it now
#loneliness
134 reads
0 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
26th Aug 2024 3:41pm
26th Aug 2024 3:41pm
I'LL BOTHER YOU NO MORE
YES
I am a slow
learner but
once I learn
it is never
forgotten or
worth spending
idle time trying
to go through
a dead-end..
I
tried being coy,
casual and up front.
sometimes feeling
a brief ray of hope;
BUT
I have learned another
lesson in the life
of a wannabe poet:
"Enough fooling yourself."
I
will never bother
YOU again.
P.S. No! I'm not leaving DUP. Thanks for your encouragement.
I am a slow
learner but
once I learn
it is never
forgotten or
worth spending
idle time trying
to go through
a dead-end..
I
tried being coy,
casual and up front.
sometimes feeling
a brief ray of hope;
BUT
I have learned another
lesson in the life
of a wannabe poet:
"Enough fooling yourself."
I
will never bother
YOU again.
P.S. No! I'm not leaving DUP. Thanks for your encouragement.
#bittersweet
#disappointment
#loneliness
#regret
#rejection
279 reads
10 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
16th Jan 2023 9:00pm
16th Jan 2023 9:00pm
Succubus
Again the night follows the day,
And again I am next to you.
Silent as a Shadow
Torture with a passionate stare...
Again my power over the body
You suffering from the burns.
No longer caring...
You wanted this?
Once again captivated by beauty,
The aroma of perfume intoxicates ...
Again it seems: in Love.
But the vision will again deceive.
An uneven beat of the heart is heard,
You are breathing deeply, hotly.
My body is closer, closer...
So alluring and shameless!
Only in the morning -...
And again I am next to you.
Silent as a Shadow
Torture with a passionate stare...
Again my power over the body
You suffering from the burns.
No longer caring...
You wanted this?
Once again captivated by beauty,
The aroma of perfume intoxicates ...
Again it seems: in Love.
But the vision will again deceive.
An uneven beat of the heart is heard,
You are breathing deeply, hotly.
My body is closer, closer...
So alluring and shameless!
Only in the morning -...
#love
#lust
#loneliness
#dark
#emptiness
1147 reads
47 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
30th Jun 2023 6:48pm
30th Jun 2023 6:48pm
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
303 reads
6 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2025 8:06am
22nd Feb 2025 8:06am
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
194 reads
28 Comments
13
Poem Published
15th Jan 2024 6:30pm
15th Jan 2024 6:30pm
Blue Mornings
Incandescent empathy
A lingering shadow
Murdering crows
Limestone salts drip
Death of conviction
Silence hangs
Apathy revolts
Only the finest scapegoat
Nothing else will suffice
Sickness and a home
Regret in passion
The light grows
Take it on the chin
The light blows
Clipped wings
Unsung woes
A lingering shadow
Murdering crows
Limestone salts drip
Death of conviction
Silence hangs
Apathy revolts
Only the finest scapegoat
Nothing else will suffice
Sickness and a home
Regret in passion
The light grows
Take it on the chin
The light blows
Clipped wings
Unsung woes
#depression
#grief
#loneliness
#emptiness
#apathy
244 reads
4 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 6:20pm
26th Jan 2025 6:20pm
January
January's twilight horizon was a striking tangerine pink.
The cold brittle hours seem to turn agonizingly slow.
Soul searching with way too much time to think.
Frigid air preserves the stark milk white snow.
The sun and my heart struggle in their morning ascent.
The enigma of despair is disguised in many forms.
Questioning life where the road is unknown and bent.
Answers buried in the ravage of mental storms.
I imagine the soft warmth of spring sun on my face.
Hope prevails despite winter's brutal little death's. ...
The cold brittle hours seem to turn agonizingly slow.
Soul searching with way too much time to think.
Frigid air preserves the stark milk white snow.
The sun and my heart struggle in their morning ascent.
The enigma of despair is disguised in many forms.
Questioning life where the road is unknown and bent.
Answers buried in the ravage of mental storms.
I imagine the soft warmth of spring sun on my face.
Hope prevails despite winter's brutal little death's. ...
#loneliness
#winter
#hope
126 reads
12 Comments
DampKitten
Poem Published
13th May 2024 6:25pm
13th May 2024 6:25pm
Forever
I’ve lived my life
as living goes
and this is what I know…
That flowers wave
to wind
That branches bend
and sometimes break
beneath the weight of snow
That love will come
and go
Forever has an end
as living goes
and this is what I know…
That flowers wave
to wind
That branches bend
and sometimes break
beneath the weight of snow
That love will come
and go
Forever has an end
#disappointment
#emptiness
#loneliness #sadness
#loneliness #sadness
509 reads
21 Comments
NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 10:14pm
1st Apr 2025 10:14pm
"The Winter Warsaw Wladyslaw"
Władysław Szpilman’s world, a vibrant tapestry of music and camaraderie, was shattered in September 1939 with the Nazi invasion of Poland.
His beloved Warsaw, a city pulsating with life and art, became a prison, its streets echoing with the boots of oppression. The loss was immediate and devastating: his radio station, his livelihood, his sense of normalcy, all stripped away.
The gradual erosion of their humanity, the forced relocation to the Warsaw Ghetto, the constant fear, the daily horrors—these were the losses that chipped away at his soul. He witnessed...
His beloved Warsaw, a city pulsating with life and art, became a prison, its streets echoing with the boots of oppression. The loss was immediate and devastating: his radio station, his livelihood, his sense of normalcy, all stripped away.
The gradual erosion of their humanity, the forced relocation to the Warsaw Ghetto, the constant fear, the daily horrors—these were the losses that chipped away at his soul. He witnessed...
#abuse
#despair
#fear
#loneliness
#suffering
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0 Comments
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