Best My Lonely Soul Poems
Angel of the seas
Dancing in the flame beneath a candles flickered light
Moving between shadows on the floor
My every thought now focused on the beauty I have seen
Standing present on a distant shore
Caressing waves do drench her skin, to shimmer soft and sweet
As walls I find about me steadfast true
With only but this window do I witness every need
This vision that does flood my mind of you
Delicate the grains of sand which capture where you are
Upon the golden wings of whispered seas
While I alas, do fight the ways that keep me ever gone
Now praying as I fall upon my knees
Such beauty on the shoreline with the breezes in your hair
Feel this love which flows upon the wind
There atop a rainbow near a lighthouse proudly stands
Beginnings that I cherish once again
Cast apart these shackles which so tightly hold me down
Bound about my feet so I shan’t flee
Solid is the lock it seems now forged of hardened dreams
Yours is but the love which holds the key
Lift me with your crescent smile as bright as any moon
Place your eyes upon this tear stained face
Take me by the hand and lead me far away from here
Hand in hand along the sand to trace
We shall leave our footprints on the beach that you call home
Rows of two now waiting out the tide
Open up your wings so I may fall into your heart
Lock my love away so deep inside
Show me the enchantment that shall free my lonely soul
Teach on the waves of waters pure
Hold me as I long for you my angel of the seas
Endless as these oceans to endure
Yep, I am in ocean and beach mode tonight. :)
Hark, it is the sea that lures me,
It murmurs slowly, it roars out loud.
It brushes lightly on the shingles,
It washes roughly brackish crags,
And as its moods yields to its whims,
It holds me firmly in its spell,
It holds me in its everlasting thrill.
Every blessed day it sings to me
Just like a siren, magical and forlorn,
And calls me back to her enticing grip.
Oft I may wander in some country glen,
Or climb a mountain high,
Still in my mind I hear the call,
Haunting and taunting,
Enticing and beckoning,
Till my lonely soul would yearn
To smell the briny spray of mighty waves,
To sail upon the gentle breakers,
To feel the salty wind ruffle my hair.
Quick, quick, I run towards the shore,
I launch my little boat onto the choppy waves,
My tiller quivers, my sail flutters,
Soon around me I behold
Vast endless expanse of celestial hues,
And smell the mighty fragrance of the blue.
The wondrous breezes gently blow
As smoothly as we glide to islands Greek,
To new adventures and delightful views,
That kindles warmth within my ancient soul.
Shores fade away, mistily, afar,
I am alone at last like a lonely cloud,
Horizons loom or recede so near, so far,
Inviting, luring, restless as my love.
Mesmerized I steer my little boat away,
Ahoy there, let no one stop my way.
For now I am alone and tranquil,
Alone at last with my delightful dream:
The sea that I love so much.
In my town and only 90 feet
from my house run a pair of old tracks,
railroad tracks older than my house,
even older than me, and I am
become old, very, very old,
like a tree whose branches betray it
with every strong gust of wind
as they fall to the ground,
leaving less and less of the old tree....
I used to walk in between
those carefully laid iron rails,
stepping lightly on the worn wood
of the old ties as though
they were made of glass....
I walked the length of my small town,
I walked the world: I walked where
passenger trains carried vibrant lives
and their once warm, now cooling dreams,
and I felt part of each life,
now gone to ether and mist--
so too shall my lonely soul
ride those rails one bright day....
Still, a freight train comes by once
or even twice a week, and I thrill to hear
its wailing horn as it cries out
for a forgotten glory, and the ground shakes
a bit as the old train lumbers slowly
by my house and I wait a holy wait
for the music of its rumbling and
the cry of its old heart as a young
engineer pulls the whistle and
sees not that he is driving Eternity.
[n/a in Brian's 'Completely your choice, #6 contest, judged 9/9/20]
I met the most amazing woman today
So pretty, such a looker all the way
Everything about her had me reacting
In the most sensual ways
So interesting to talk with
I hope she wants to stay
Her personality just carries my spirit out to play
The longer she stays the more I sway
Wanting her in my life more than in just a sexual way
She peeks my interest with all that she has to convey
Such a sexy lady all dressed in casual denim blue
With the ability to shake my world up
Making it feel shiny and new
So cute with her blond hair and bluish green eyes
With a body that makes my adrenalin fly
Her dad tells me that she is not about the lies
Street smart but still vulnerable enough to cry
Not the kind of woman who talks out of order or asks why
To find a lady who doesn't feel like she has to try
Or one that fits in that isn't terribly shy
Who understands what life requires to get by
As hard as I don't try
I find myself staring deep into her eyes
Wow this woman makes my heart just want to fly
I feel her inner weakness starting to comply
Our worlds inner locked like rockets launched on high
From the moment we said hi
I felt something special about her I could not just let lye
Trying not to overplay my day
Enjoying her natural foreplay dancing in such a display
Drifting away wanting to replay the whole day
She captured my heart from the very start
So beautiful funny and smart
If she was my sweetheart
No one would ever be able to pry our worlds apart
Like a shooting dart with a love potion
She calms my ocean
Putting my lonely soul into full motion
Throwing my towel in so we can begin
To know how it feels when we win
Letting her know just how I feel
Everything about her was the right feel
Not trying to reinvent the wheel
Doing it openly of her own free will
Love her smoking hot body
That just makes me want to squeal
I believe a ride with her to the top of the hill
Would make any man's spirit want to seal a love deal
I can feel her love in my heart
That came to life right from the very start
I can see us never being far apart
Now that I have found the woman who lives in my heart
I trudge alone through yet another day.
Invisible folks pass me by.
Only I know how much I long for you.
I wait alone for joy to fill my lonely soul.
When I can share some sort of love
With the woman who should return love to me?
I reach out even to infinity but find only cold winter.
I yearn for luxuriant spring but it seems far away.
Enticing dreams come. Grotesque dreams go.
There are endless murky miles between us
Yet it will not deter my frisky flight.
I soar into any pleasant vacuum,
I'll risk my very sterile life.
And when finally I'll find you
I'll caress your soft smooth cheeks.
We'll be immersed in our happiness
And celebrate our new found felicity.
Dawn seeps soundlessly in to scatter the darkness.
Around is silence and quiet and calm.
From my lofty balcony, I can admire the serenity
Of the vast immensity of the ocean, all smell of balm.
Let tranquillity invade my lonely soul, O Lord.
The arduous day will soon be full of all its pains.
And I am old, too old to face the vexatious turmoil
That surrounds me, for I am all aches and sprains.
How can I face the rough and tumble of this misery?
I need wisdom to discern all that is foolish and vain,
I need peace to avoid worries and other upsets.
I need love to forgive others’ injuries and bane.
Life is short and I’m much too old to bear pains.
Death will be a relief from all that troubles me.
However life is precious and I will live it through,
Only with your genial grace that comes from Thee.
As happy melodies hum,
Underneath, the sounds of sadness come,
Provoking all the sorrow and fear,
That all hearts are forced to hear,
Looking at the glowing mirror,
Seeing the reflection of “Myself”
Shadow less, I stand,
Contemplating the solid glass, imagining “Me”
Hearing the terrified breaths of “Myself”
While inside, I am touching the joyful “Me”
That an eye no longer can see,
No sympathizing, no sympathy,
Through “Myself” I could feel my lonely soul,
Desolated from the incomprehensible world,
Surrounded by rhythms created by void,
That I hear “Myself” continuously sing,
My soul sees through “Me,”
Unleashing the pain, making freedom surround,
But “Myself” comes and interrupts,
My freedom and my soul begin to corrupt,
“Me,” someone that no longer lives,
Someone that tries to forgive, “Myself”
The person that took place,
The person living a life drenched with dimness,
“Me,” is gone,
“Me,” has disappeared into non existence,
My soul is surrounded by “Myself”
Cherishing “Me” by the colorful memories...
A Stranger in Love
My memories are beyond my grasp.
I cannot reach what is out so far.
The pain I feel in my lonely Soul
Will not heal and will not leave a scar.
I shout at you, kick you and call you names.
My frustration makes me attack
and although you leave me for a short lonely time
for some reason you always come back.
You must think I'm so cold and heartless,
While I sit here watching you cry.
You feel sad that I don't remember you,
yet all I wonder is why
Who is this person? I keep asking myself,
so kind and friendly and sweet.
You fluff my pillows and wash my hair
but I love when you massage my feet.
I am confused by the way you look in my eyes.
Like a stranger in love at first sight
I can't understand why you're here all the time.
Why you stay here all day and all night
Some things you've said are familiar
like the day we saw our daughter crawl,
or the ring you placed on my finger,
or that kiss in the water fall.
It is strange that I feel I can trust you.
How I enjoy you holding my hand,
yet I pull away, angry and scared
as these feelings I don't understand.
Why do I like this strangers' arms,
wrapped around me and keeping me warm?
I feel like I'm where I'm supposed to be,
like my soul is somehow reborn.
The sound of your beating heart in my ear
makes me smile while you cradle my palm.
I suddenly feel safe and smothered with love
and it's strange how you make me feel calm
Why do I feel like I'm falling in love,
with this stranger I do not know?
Who is this Angel sent from the heavens?
Who I hope will never go.
All of a sudden you sing me a song,
that reminds me of who you are.
In a flash I am flooded with memories of joy.
You're my best friend, my lover, my star.
As I fall to sleep with a smile on my face
I gently call your name.
This Angel is not a stranger at all
and I'm in love all over again.
I'm surrounded by love as I fall to sleep
in the arms of my one true love
My dreams are full of happiness and joy
and I'm thanking the heavens above.
I wake in the morning feeling fresh and restored
as I open my eyes up wide
I search for a memory as I'm lonely and lost
with a stranger sat by side.
By Matthew Robinson
Magic Man, why don’t you sing?
I sing only to please the children after the long spring
Magic Man, why do you smile?
I smile to free myself from the sadness of my exile
Magic Man show me a magic trick?
I cannot, young one, my magic is old as a soggy tunic
Magic Man, why don’t you play?
I had played for years, the playfulness in me has gone astray
Magic Man, why have you changed?
I changed and grew woeful of being doomed
Magic Man, when do you leave?
I cannot leave for I shall stay in misbelieved
Magic Man, why do you cry?
I cry for my lonely soul to be free from this calamity
Magic Man, why are you not free?
I am free, free, as free as a shackled man can be
I blame me for all my mistakes
I blame me for all the rejection and heartache
I blame me for all the times I stayed silent
and should have started and earthquake
with my words
I should have spoken up when I had the chance
now all those thoughts are wasted
unspoken, unheard
I blame me when my husband touches me
and I feel the hands of a predators pounce
And I blame me when the pressure it on
because all I had to do was shout out and renounce His name
Lord, help me to get rid of the shame
I blame me for my loneliness
I blame me for my feelings of lust
I blame me when I look at myself and see absolute disgust
I blame me when I shut down - unsure of who to trust
At times not even sure if I really know how to love
I blame me when my kids are crying out sick
because when I brought them here
I knew that this world was unfit
Yet overpowered by my love for them
I became more and more protective
So I blame myself in advance for their sadness
when they finally see that the world is not objective
I blame me for those nights I can't rest
Wondering if my consciousness has finally realized
that I have done my best
to stay positive and have good intentions
So I blame myself when I give in to temptations and my human inhibitions
and begin to feel ashamed of myself
I begin to feel like I don't have enough strength to love myself
because
good things don't happen for me
So I blame me for my thinking and feelings of worthlessness
It's a big world and my lonely soul has no more confidence
I have nothing
I have given up
and so I blame me for my incompetence and my soul's rut
Every day and night all I can
hear are strangers cursing,
cracking jokes, and laughing
at my distorted image.
Words become weaponry,
life never seems to be rid
of discrimation and abuse
that is polluting the very air
I breathe.
Children stare, some even cry
from the sudden fear that grows
when they see my distorted face.
Misunderstanding is thriving,
like a disease with no known cure.
Children I can endure, they
do not get under my skin like a
leech sucking life out of me.
Adults differ, they know the buttons
to press to cause hurt and unseen
agony; they seem to enjoy it.
I continue to smile, trying to mask my
true feelings but within my mind a voice
speaks, always negative, always flashing
terrible memories of my childhood assaults.
I am different, I know, but life seems to
view me in a different light.
Memories I bare create scars within
my lonely soul,
it desperately tries to fit in a world
of fragmented images of
what is considered beauty.
Normality does not come to those
who view the world in a light of
fixed images for life itself is always
different, always changing,
then yet I am viewed as an alien,
unwanted, feared, almost hated.
Still, I keep on living, regardless of
how many times sticks and stones
are thrown onto my path.
Being different?
Who actually cares?
Seems like everyone but life
itself evolves and so shall I.
Come on my last breath won't you walk away ?
Why won't you respond to my only pray ?
Come on my lonely soul , don't you want to be set free ?
Don't you want to break out from the jail inside of me ?
Come on my cureless body , don't you want to get released ?
Don't you want to have some peace ?
I'm tired from this life , why won't you hear ?
Why won't you make my wounds and pain disappear ?
I can't hold on any more and you know the best...
I can't live with a heart that wants to go out of my chest...
So come on now , let me go on my own...
Let me find a place to call it home...
Please you know that I can't stay no more...
How could I , when there's no reason or hope to live for ?
My lonely soul forever stirred
deeply within this pen, within this ink
Oh I will of words write of a love spurred.
I wish of stimulus, a heavenly link
words of which I beseech one to say
deeply within his pen, within this ink.
This flame here within my soul
perceived the congealed chill of your mind
that to condemn a virgin love, one you stole.
Many there is who tell of love so blind
yet I in your love was confused
perceived the congealed chill of your mind.
A one night stand for your amusement
innocence of one never before loved
your mission a life time assignment.
Alas like the wind that onward blows
my lonely soul forever stirred
one day you will reap what now sows
oh I will of words write of a love spurred.
Entered 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 21 contest
Sponsor Mark Toney
26/11/2022
written 2012
Where is the one i suppose to be with
No,i don't find anyone next yo me
Why,i feel so lonely
Because you are not here
Love...is that name still exist
I don't think so,but so some they it's still exist,
I was looking for it
Since i was young,i've got plenty of people
In my life but still my soul,
My soul tells me that it's lonely,
Can i buy love? What am i suppose to do?
Nothing ,i rather be lonely,
What can plenty people have to with my
Life,my lonely soul stay focus
River Laps Softly
The ripples of water lap river's edge
quietly I sit, a man seeking love
The orange twilight stirs my lonely soul
nearby, lonely call of a single dove
Sweetest place roaring river moans and churns
fish splashing about in a soft replay
Continuance as the world slowly turns
colors splash endings to wonderful day
The smell is that of fish , water and mud
cool air spreading its greatest soft relief
Comfort gives to stop anger in my blood
as Nature gifts a most calming belief
Soon its quiet , knowledge enters my soul
Victory came because I made it so
Robert J. Lindley, 08-08-2014
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