Lonelier Poems - Poems about Lonelier

...In the labyrinth of warmth, I sought refuge in the cold room of frozen memories, From the cold room, I fled to the coffin of unspoken promises, And from the coffin? Only the bare hands of time bury......

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...In the early morning remnants of a watercolor moon fade slowly into the horizon Did the night always end so soon I feel the fire in me subside with the fading of his glow I'm left with blue T......

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... The love of my life did not love me, And I have pined for him these long lonely years. He did not see the many tears I have cried, Why, oh why, did he not care about me? Now he has died and......

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... Lonelier than lonely, the walls cry out to I. I choke on sour taste as I attempt to reply. Feelings bunch up to crouch inside my throat. I want to let them loose, put them afloat. Not upon mo......

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...When all the interactions of the day left me exhausted, and lost, When I would start to drift, To let the currents of solitude swallow my little boat- You would come for me, you would take the hel......

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...Sit around as I tell you a Christmas story..where the lights hang low, the chimneys are stuffed and the carolers are stuck in snow. ‘‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the night, a......

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...“on an as is where is basis we choose descent of consciousness into the gross then we rise again following heart’s muse higher than where stood, bearing love’s cross” ......

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...The opposite of life is death The polar opposite of eternal health is terminal disease, with unease perhaps lying/truthing in-between timelessness and untimely demise So too, my opposite ......

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...She sat in the middle of a bunch of loudmouths Drinking their various ales and wines, They were dressed in some truly awful costumes Most faces were made up, there were few masks It was Hallowe......

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...My grandson gave me this first line and said write a poem about this. Actually he was singing the first line. nobody knows the feeling of being alone nobody but me, except when I join ......

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... As I am growing older and life becoming lonelier, The past beckons, and though I had almost tossed it out, The idea of going back to my native land and my people Now ......

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...When your world is engulfed in darkness, I shall give you my sun If your luscious blue river stops flowing, I shall give you my ocean When you lose resolve, I will lend you my heart For it is y......

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...We never engaged in the pleasure of love-making, they banned us from giving embraces and kisses: how belief shaped the naiveness of our minds... making us fear and keep us from sweet giving! W......

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...We never engaged in the pleasure of love-making, they banned us from giving embraces and kisses: how belief shaped the naiveness of our minds... making us fear and keep us from sweet giving! W......

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...There is a grave with no name That stands lonelier still. It has no flowers nor despairing mourners And the grass grows thick and bushy, For this grave is left to rot. Abandoned is this grave—......

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