Lone Poems - Poems about Lone

She blooms alone where silence holds the sky, A tender grace no daring soul has known. Her gaze is soft, her head is held so high— A queen within a quiet world, enthroned. No boastful light, no cry for passing praise, She walks beneath the noise, untouched, serene. Her modest charm outshines the sun’s bold rays, Yet fear keeps hearts from where...

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when light fractures into noise… I embrace the outburst with emptiness chewing up my nerves. The void softens the impact— can’t break what never arrived....

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Recently,one winter morning,out of the blue, I heard the caw of a lone crow - Once found in flocks across our land, Now vanished many years ago. Its caw awakened in me the Memories buried in the wavering wash of time. The weather those days was fine, Water in the ponds and rivers was pure. Rills full...

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I can see All the way from in here That the fate of the world is on a precarious knife-edge The black-robed vultures Are gathering In secret covens and lodges For their Great Cull Carefully planned and patiently waiting On their gilded governmental ledges For The Last Harvest The Great Play Paradise For the nuclear family Has been torn asunder Alongside Religion Family values Gender By the throw Of a...

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He rides beneath a sky of burning light, A shadow stretching wide across the plain. His boots are weathered, his hands are stiff with dust, Yet in his eyes, the calm of open land. The cactus stands vast, hard and still— Green scars that mark the path he must make. Each choice he’s made, each trail he’s had to make Leaves dried...

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The caw of the crow, Once harsh and loud Filled the skies when they Gathered in a crowd. For fifty years Their voices not heard Untill one lone caw Returned out of the blue. It's sounds once grating, Now sweet and dear, A melody of memories I hold dear. He flew away cawing then I pondered, "Where he lives, from where he came."...

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L On sail Never Enters the Breaker zone O | \ \ A | \ \ The tranquil sea surface ripples the boat dances delighted ...

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I know you're out there we live in worlds that separate us and times that keep us in the dark I understand the ways of life we live our forlorn circumstances and accept that we're apart I realize the hopelessness we live in the fog of days gone by but still I ache for your embrace AP: 3rd place 2025 Posted on March 28, 2025...

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Fear not the countless stars that light the sky, For many naysayers still will deny. Find them a place where they must stay away, The clouds will part, your star will shine today. Each star, a lone pattern in glow and gleam. So nothing dims its light or halts its dream. The clouds hold space to cradle your surprise, For many reasons,...

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My mind had a door embedded with gems...

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In the depths of sorrow, could it be love learns no more, for in a reluctant release of a love cast spell, could It be a shadow dancing upon the weary wind that slowly dies with the setting sun A lone candle flicker as one poet writes .... ...

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As the warm, yellow sun set upon the low hills. And the cold damp wind gave me chills. I shed a tear that very day. The first of thousands some might say. My friends, my fellow soldiers. Their death now strung on my shoulders. For the blood shed on this field. Forever in my heart will be sealed. Is it a...

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The petal of a rose once fell then drifted slowly through the trees. Upon the wind it tumbled long until it drifted up to me. At first, I saw no value there in just one petal all alone. But then I stooped and picked it up and found that it was still a rose. I felt its velvet touch my skin, as its...

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She sent back the last order, as well. This time, she shook her head like a dog in the rain, like a posh-frock woman having "a spell." The brimming broth, she said, had a bitterness that swelled and stung between her cheeks, and across her tongue. It steamed with the scent of turmeric and sweat, a lipstick kiss in the basement of the Red...

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• A lone carton sitting in the bin • Spreading the smell of burnt weed • A breath of fresh air is what I desperately need • I don't think I can bring myself to go back in...

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