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Last Summer of the Lonely Widow

The widow turned the air on, closed her door against the summers’ sounds and cooling breeze. She had no friends or allies anymore and family were mere shards of memories. But sometimes, like a captured damsel, she would stand beside her window for a while. Her neighbor sitting on his porch would see her. He'd turn her way, and tip his hat and smile. It might have crossed her mind she could regain some confidence in going out to meet this friendly gent, but at her window pane she stayed as life outside breathed in the heat. Then risking nothing, she would turn away and never know the scent of that one day.


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THE LONELINESS OF A LOST CLOUD

God named me a straying cloud,
and by His perpetual wish I abide...
as the loneliest cloud floating on the earth's breeze.
I glance below and discover the yellow daffodils pride, 
and fluttering they dance beneath the apple trees;
and as a sparrow I feel the bond. 


My night visitation is more exciting than broad daylight,
I encounter many stars and make them my friends,
and they love shining on the Milky Way...
looking down on the lonely bay so bright;
and tossing their luminous heads, they brightly dance:
so happy they have come my way!


Even the ocean's waves join them in their play,
but their dance is better than theirs,
and at such wondrous sight I make verse...
being offered their warm company;
I am amazed by how they roll and still gazing away,
I do admire the spectacle that gladdens me.


So often, on my couch I gladly lie to rest,
but overwhelmed by empty or moody thoughts,
that splendid image flashes in the glow of the sunset;
my daffodils still wave and invite me to dance,
and I dance with them, making a happy sound...
not to feel the loneliness of a lost cloud. 


Entered in Brian Strand's Adaption poetry contest
This is an adaption of Williams Wordsworth's poem,
"I wandered lonely as a cloud"

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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Faces Of Loneliness

The routine ride home from a neighboring town, seemed different today.  
As I glanced at the dirty, sandy spot left on the usually spotless black leather seat beside me,
I felt almost ashamed of the warm smile that crossed my face..
But that's how I felt.
Content some how.......
No radio blaring as usual. Just thinking of Ernie and his stories.
Wondering what that look was, I saw deep in his eyes.
Scared eyes..yet not scary. Eyes that had seen too much maybe, who couldn't seem to find home.

The cardboard sign simply said east. He was sitting atop a dirty, dark roll of gathered belongings at the only stop light in town. It was one of those sunrises that make you feel small. Pinks..purples..glassy blue..sun rays shooting through scattered clouds like golden fingers pointing straight to heaven. As I sat waiting for the light to change, I noticed this guy noticed it too!  I don't see many hitchhikers in our small town and the words pounded into my head since birth kept ringing over and over.  Never talk to strangers...don't do it!

Ernie is sitting next to me holding his dirty rolled up bag protectively in his lap and 
I'm at the drive through at McDonald's. Three sausage biscuits please..I take mine and hand the bag to Ernie who looked like a skeleton lost under layers of old wrinkled clothes.  Kind, hollow eyes thank me as he rolls the top of the bag down tightly and asks if he can please save his for later.  I can't speak and hope he doesn't notice tears running down my cheeks. He must , for he breaks the silence by telling me of his years on the road, although I didn't ask. He speaks intelligently of the sights and places I've always intended to visit some day. His words bring to life the adventures of meeting all kinds of people - good and bad - all over the country, but Ernie didn't tell me why he lived life on the road.

Later, he shook my hand and said goodbye.
As he stood there, that last look we shared..he smiled - I cried.
I thought I was going to help a lonely man, but he helped me........

©Donna Jones
10-16-2013


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Tick Tock

i look at the walls around me
bootleg-moonshine shadows dancing
a waltz atop nighttides stage
yet i am empty of my own emotion
alone, covered in reflections of us.

i still smell your scent
linger in every deep breath
within this humid air
and i choke up another piece of me
as the hands of time rape me 
of all my colored thoughts
i now dream in black and white
in a room dressed the same.

the clock laughs in seconds
mocking raindrops on rooftops 
my eyes cry the same tune
over and over again
as time becomes my enemy

i can almost hear your footsteps
tracing the stairs, approaching me
they fill the voids within my heart,
momentarily, yet it beats no more for love
than the clock on the wall,
it's just there the same
tick tock, tick tock...

memories fade with night


Leaving on a jet plane...it relates to this song...the person is alone, lost their love and has a longing...yet begins to question if the love was worth staying for!
Debbie Guzzi 
Contest Name Songs to Poetry 

Sandra Adams  9/11/13


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UNBECOMING


long scarf of a night clasping the bracelet of a moon, what emptiness is this when i have you not near? the distance of a thousand galaxies collecting stars unbinds me, when once i could tumble upon your nape so bronze as if there to fly swept by every lingering breath borrowing some endless moaning of time; a stewing chorus of sacred yet wild mouths coming together then parting... farewell, a few more steps closer and i shall disown my soul and bones under the cloud's dark awning to silently memorize your fading eyes entombed in near burial of an unbecoming night.
.............
Loneliness Contest of Frank by nette onclaud new poem


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LONELINESS

LONELINESS

(Message of hope dedicated to all those that have been through such an excruciating experience.)


Loneliness:
Painful
Agonizing
Merciless 
Unbearable solitude,
When you are present, Time immobile 
Remains
And
Each second an eternity of intolerable 
Suffering becomes 

At such moments,
We implore Time to advance,
To accelerate his pace
To hurry up
For
The next second to come
The next minute 
The next hour
The next day 
So as 
The pain to decrease
Our agony to lessen
And us to be liberated from distress
From our affliction and from 
Our ordeal
But Time – a sadist- unmoved stays 
Mocking us 
And 
Instead of picking up speed he 
Is dragging his leaden feet, enjoying thus himself with
Our perpetual torture,
Hence we,
Disappointed by Time's unhurried stance,
Absorbed by his immobility, 
Let ourselves sink deeper and deeper into our hopelessness,
Till we reach the deepest point of 
Our being,
A place void of all thoughts, 
Of absolute silence and of intense 
Suffering!

We wish to shout
To scream
To yell 
To howl 
But 
No voice is possible to be heard 
No-one is there to listen to our call of distress 
And then
In the darkest hour of solitude, 
At the culminating point of desolation,
When we thought all is lost, we realize to our surprise, that
We are not alone,
WE WERE NEVER ALONE! 
A tenant is there with us, 
A tenant, beyond the limits of ourselves,
Of our understanding,
Of our awareness,  
A tenant who looks at us with affection
With compassion and most of all 
With love,
Unconditional love, 
True Love,
Yes, it is HIM
The ONE and ONLY
HE who was there before us 
And 
Will be here into eternity 
After we are gone: GOD HIMSELF!

We look at His Holy visage and we discern an 
Apologetic expression for 
Having put us through this tribulation so as to be able to make
HIS presence to us known!
He had tried before to approach us on
Many occasions 
During the period of our good fortune,
Of our successes and of our achievements
But
We had ignored HIS calls at that time,
You see, we didn’t need any help then 
For
We thought everything was our doing
Under our firm control 
And
That we were INVINCIBLE!
 

© Demetrios Trifiatis
      13 JUNE 2013
 


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To whom-

Let's sit together and talk like we used to. . .
when we were young; your voice was like a bass drum-
pumping through my brain. You were a white noise to
block out the rest of the world. 

I can never remember what we talked about but
I remember the silence when we expelled all our stories and fears.
Closer, you came, and I heard the sound of locusts flying-
their beating wings, drowning out my vision.

I was senseless and clung to you, stable and strong.
There was a deep rent in your soul- I saw it one day.
And for a moment, I fell in love with you. I felt strong
where you were weak.

I wanted desperately to be the one. Am I beautiful
enough? to fill the void, the gap, the space? 
When you look at me: you see my shell,
pretty and useless, with soft hands, soft lips. 

You never did find out if I was beautiful. We stopped
talking long before it ever came up. And I-
never healed the part of you I loved the most.
Where do we go from here?


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Why Not Me

Why Not Me?                                                                                                    1/25/13
	At times I allow my thoughts to wonder to that one question that brings such sorrow and pain; why not me! I have gone through life not knowing why but have often wondered why not me too?
	I have cried more times than not and prayed for understanding. What could be so wrong with me? I have so much love to give and all I have ever wanted was to have someone, anyone to love me as much as I love them. I want to be the most important person in the world to someone and always come first. 
	I want and need someone to love me. I have so much to give but need the same in return. If I can love unconditionally; can’t someone love me the same way!  I can’t understand how or why I could go through life and never find love. I have prayed my entire life to find my one true love. I have never given up but still find myself asking why not me.
My heart breaks while my mind is torn apart not understanding why I can’t be loved. I have loved so that I just wanted to melt together only to be rejected!
Why not me; is the question that I dare to ponder leaving my heart ripped apart as my screams are heard only by me. I only ask for love! What is in store for me that I have never found anyone that loves me?
At times when these thoughts surface tears follow and sadness fills every inch of my soul. To know I am unlovable is almost too much to bear. My prayers seem to go unheard, as they remain unanswered. I can’t believe no love for me is the answer! So my heart and mind filled with pain and sadness wonder why not me? 
Broken and alone as I continue on my journey through life, my heart guarded by the highest walls keeps love safe inside no longer trusting. Now knowing love will not find me and it’s not safe to ask that question to such a lonely and broken heart. I guard against the razor sharp why not me!
						Debra Knapp


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- Lonely Screams Of Pain -



                 Listen to the silence
                 the silent ... nothing
                 language-independent word

                 Silent screams of pain
                 loneliness that is currently
                 and loneliness luggage tomorrow

                 Slowly creeps into darkness
                 shadows as an eternal companion
                 The total feeling of emptiness, disappointment and sorrow

                 A longing for tenderness, touch and love
                 The butterflies are gone ... they've flown their way
                 Left me here alone - abandoned the covenant of love

                 Tears fall like silent thunder
                 Loneliness and fear behind the mask
                 The mask falls when the tears come

                 The silence of tears and sorrow
                 Swollen, teary and red eyes
                 Trying to catch a ray of angelic light






27.11.2013
A-L  Andresen :)


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The Perfect Friend

The Perfect Friend ©

Today I found a friend 
Who knew everything I felt
She knew my weakness
And the problems I’ve been dealt.
She understood my wonders
And listened to my dreams, 
She listened to how I felt about life and love
And knew what it all means.
Not once did she interrupt me
Or tell me I was wrong
She understood what I was going through
And promised she'd stay long.
I reached out to this friend, 
To show her that I care
To pull her close and let her know
How much I need her there.
I went to hold her hand 
To pull her a bit nearer
And I realized this perfect friend I found
Was nothing but a mirror

Written by Shannen Wrass
Copyright © 1995 Shannen Wrass. All Rights Reserved


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