Disconnected Poems

Disconnected

In a world woven with wires,
I stand still,
a stranger in the hum of voices,
the glow of screens reflecting
a pale loneliness against my skin.

Friendships flicker like dying flames,
texts sent into the void,
echoes of laughter lost
in the thrum of busy signals,
each notification a reminder,
of the spaces that grow deeper,
instead of filling with warmth.

How fragile the bridge of

Disconnected

Disconnected
In a world woven with wires,
I stand still,
a stranger in the hum of voices,
the glow of screens reflecting
a pale loneliness against my skin.

Friendships flicker like dying flames,
texts sent into the void,
echoes of laughter lost
in the thrum of busy signals,
each notification a reminder,
of the spaces that grow deeper,
instead of filling with warmth.

How fragile the bridge of

The Cherry Blossom Desert

I lost myself in reaching for the sky,
I buried my dreams in shadows nearby,
I rejected myself at a remarkable dawn,
I found myself when you were finally abandoned.

Maybe I craved the way you used to utter my name,
Maybe it was nothing but a spiteful game,
Maybe you knew exactly when to pause,
Maybe it was all just a

Distracted and Disconnected Disdainfully

Drowning in regret
I have been mighty upset
Sad company met

Disconnected

now you pay the price
when you let someone else in
love disconnected

Diary Entry on a Disconnected Day

There is something
in the day that has disconnected.
Syntax has gone awry
with distance stretching further 
than thought 
and sentences stranded 
in a silence left by words 
that have fled the tongue.

And then there is that shadow
falling across passing time,
its shape giving no hint 
as to what it is, growing 
when eyes look away, 
then appearing in

Disconnected

I stare into the void of glowing screens,
A modern-day oracle, my silent confidante.
How did life lead me to this pixelated precipice?
A chasm waiting to be bridged by strangers' stories.

The hum of algorithms weaves a tapestry,
Threads of lives unraveling, intertwining.
Wars rage beyond the glass, bloodshed unseen,
Yet here I am, eyes fixed on the luminous abyss.

Digits dance,

Heart Disconnected

All the times I loved you
Before my heart was shattered
Crying and screaming at the phone
Dead, my heart slowly beats
End this pain called a breakup
Falling through the endless pits
Gone, my heart is disconnected from the world
Hang up the phone
Ignore the messages
Just go to bed
Kill the silence, play some sad tunes
Let go of the hoodie
Manual McAuliffe hoodie
Night

Must'Ve Fallen Asleep In Class That Day

I thought I
     wanted
     to be
     Broken
So I could
     feel,
     so Life
     would
miraculously
     become
     Real.

Forgot that
     pieces
scattered
  

Disconnected By the Cutting Culture

Ernie exposed himself to Vi.
But she wore her 
Samurai sword
at her side. 
The Master of the slice, 
She didn’t think twice.
And Ernie was shortened 
and surprised.

Disconnected and Disowned

How many ‘Likes’ do you have, 
how many following “friends”?
How many empty conversations 
how many times do you  ‘check in’ ?
Walking by that nameless status
disconnected and disowned 
Send me a photo I’ve got a pic 
but not one you’d want mama to see;
Who cares what you have to say?
Send a body shot with the

Disconnected

Chase me into the ocean
Is it so bad to ask for devotion
I'm running out of motivation
To delve into emotion

I think I'm going to float awhile
Forget everything else
Forget my job and my lack of friends
Forget my crippling anxiety and paranoia
I think I'm going to disconnect

They told me I could be anything
And maybe I didn't really listen
Because

Disconnected

How can I be so close
Yet feel so far away,
You’re laying right next to me
But I don’t know what to say.

I know you’ll try to comfort me
And tell me it’s okay,
But I don’t want you to know
This happens every day.

I’m so tired and overwhelmed
I’ve begun to lose my hope
That one day I’ll be okay again,
That

Disconnected

Being disconnected..
A disconnection of everything
A spark of electricity along with its juice..
Makes a connection..
Wires are all connecting to different connections..

Sparks are flying everywhere..
A perfect connection ignites..
Feeling disconnected..
A disconnection of people, places and things..
Bombarded by faulty wiring..

Perhaps my inside wires are not able to ignite..
The wires are not doing its business..
Once there was juice..
Once there were

Disconnected

No T.V., no internet, what are we to do, just look at us!
I remember a time, it wasn’t such a fuss.
Where pleasure and creativity we could find
without such things to entertain humankind.
We could look around and we could see
All the jewels of life waiting to be.
A life so good, a sun so bright,
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