Music Loneliness Poems

My entire life I've been drowning in a darkness
As a little girl I begged to be loved: Nothing  more nothing less
I kept telling myself...

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Listening to the torture, the evidence of love lost,
It soothes the loneliness and heavy hollowness
Felt by so many; a smile creeps onto the face of
Each...

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In the outskirts, where whispers weave through the wind,
there stands a farmhouse, its timbers groaning with secrets,
a silhouette etched against the horizon’s fading light.

Once, it...

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feeling the ache, the lonely
singing poetry through the soul
who knows what it is to doubt,
the music, the joy, the tears.

feeling the dark, the longing
burning silence...

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Turn away from monotony,
kick off what is boring,
go to calmer places 
and meet Miss Harmony;
over there folks sing,
they have better days!

Stop and watch me smile,
and...

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My eyes couldn’t help 
But wander 
And smile at every passing inch 

Aimlessly following the walls 
And your voice 
Throughout the house you lay your...

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"At least I know I can still love"

"How can you tell?"

"Because I am still crying"...

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“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.” —Maya Angelou

Lonesomeness dreads the twinkling afore...

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People say, when there's a will, there's a way
But this way will only lead me astray
Without you everything annoys me again
The faint sound of people...

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Sun settles
On the winter chimes
While setting.

As crystals, virtuous choir, ring— running frost on glass; shadows back off
At bruised muse's plaid light split— cold brass on...

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Horn man, 
Blues man, 
Play and sing as soon as you can

My soul's been trying 
And my lil' heart's been crying
My woman's been lying
And my...

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I’m honestly done with this horrible, angsty doubt inside
I slept in for too long that I’m sick of having it with myself, simply hiding
I’m genuinely...

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Another poem
About being alone. 

Unoriginal,
Repetitive,
Old. 

A poem scattered 
Within many more. 
Yet the poem is still alone. 

A sheet of music
Flying in the wind. 

A...

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People in stores
By Michelle Morris
08/10/2023

People in the store
Moving like zombies
Through aisles and choices
Displays of Western privilege

Marking each step
Further and further away
From the life of those...

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Emotions are breaking me like horses now
Will I let them force me to drag their plow?
They are given control by what I allow
What I want;...

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