Best Loneliest Poems

The life we choose the choices we make
Knowing how much to give knowing how much to take

Now this equation is not simple at least not for me to ascribe
For a lifetime worth of pain and not once have I cried

It's not remedies or reason for...

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December clouds are falling, 
falling into gray from a heavy sky 
of snowy tears as if newly widowed
brides in white are gathered on high
to bid one last farewell to love, 
and all the while, a morning fog thickens,
then, settles on a desolate earth
like a memory...

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I listen, content to hear raindrops from an anguished sky pour out.
My darkest hour of night is just a fragment of one day, only
a fragment of a fleeting life; but an ending to grief, I somehow doubt.   
If I live through nights void...

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Once upon a time there lived a very small caterpillar. She was quite shy, meek, and timid of small crowds. She would even go out of her way to avoid confrontation with the other insects until one very important day. One day she saw danger...

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With the sun in the forceps 
Of an ageless night, 
The bells at the lighthouse toll 
Until they are merely sterile 
Breaths.  
Occasionally, a ghostly whisper 
Validates and dissects 
Each tear, each truth. 
I can't imagine their loneliness- 
watching light burn 
Until it is...

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how quiet it must have been
for you, michael collins...
how calm it must have seemed
for you, michael collins...
how tranquil you must have felt
up there alone
with no one on the radio,
except for you, michael collins...

doing something no one had done
with no one around to see
because you were...

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I sit on the terrace
Of Le Cafe du Coeur
The morning sun, bringing subtle rays of hope
To this otherwise dull moment

I sip mon cafe, dreaming of others
And other times
Fine linen paper, pen in hand
The loneliest poem in all the land

The words flow, ink to paper
One line...

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Tressa
Loving, kind, quirky, weird
Sister of Joe and Kit
Lover of many, but one in particular
Who feels anger, sadness, and happiness.
Who fears clowns, rejection, and dying alone
Who would like to see Paris, Rome, and Japan
Resident of Caldwell, Idaho
Behler...

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I caught a glimpse of you from the corner of my eye.
You bared a mark of birth at the corner of your eye.

I sat there trying to show that I didn't know where to go.
I wanted to let you know you had a special glow.

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I made your voice when I dreamed
of a resounding conviction
I told your name only
when voices seemed to fit
I wrote it only in syllables
Even when none stood  their test
I cried in tears when these syllables could 
only stream...

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The loneliest prayer is often said
When evening shadows fall
Or when I sob and jump in bed
My shirt, my shoes, and all

I wonder why my closest friends
Keep making fun of me
And why the fun and laughter ends
As quick as one, two, three

The loneliest prayer can make...

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I don't fear growing old though each year brings both loss and fresh pain
But if God's real or not, with my death, both will end, and I gain
What I trust will be peace. But if death's all there is, can I miss
The day's sun, the...

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The loneliest road, a path unknown,
Where footprints fade, the seeds unsown.
Amidst the woods, in silent grace,
A solitary journey we all must face.

Beneath the moon's pale, silver light,
The stars above, a quiet night.
In solitude, we find our way,
A road less traveled, come what may.

Through winding lanes...

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He had no schooling
to speak of--
he had no money
to speak of-- 
he had no future 
to dream of--
yet...
he grew tall, strong,
ever hungering 
to learn,
to know,
to understand--
he saw into the
hearts of men
while telling his
country jokes,
knowing laughter
smothered fear--
and he walked in
grace of a sort,
keeping a nation
from cracking,
freeing...

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The loneliest time of day for some
Is the hour just before dawn
Before the sun rises, before the shadows are gone
The lonely are loneliest just before dawn
..
They recall the life of the night before
Following the trail of clothes on the floor
The music of a party over...

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