Lonely Poems | Examples of Lonely Poetry

I escape to a shiny lake where waters are calmer, my mistakes are not raked and the nights are warmer. Without sting rays and cold-ness of days, This town is deserted buildings flood vacancies I dream of flirtation and of illumination, so much for singularity, bringing one to peace. Thoughts are floating like ashes in the summer. I begin playing, A lost & found harmonica....

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This timid heart a 200bpm rabbit not like that you vulgarian like a frightened excitable permanently pulsating come on mammal living some say existing largely underground afrightened and ascurvy Riddled with the pestilence of forgotten decades and winters long gone which laid down their stains upon the landscape frosted thistles and tree circles yet all it takes is a kind word Oh Mr Dickens a mere sniff never mind a...

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The marooned mind molded in webbed design, laces the lattice of psychic pattern, innately configured. In its fold the rainbow secrets lie, defiantly dormant, a captive of my capricious creation, inherently content, morphing into a Narcissus nestled in ...

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The night wanders the darkness, always looking for a sign. The stars offer her no warmth, staring at her nakedness. Seeking the full moons' advice, it spoke of the silent night. How there was a ray of hope. When sparrows call their bright lord, rising in the eastern sky... betrothed to the morning sun~ ...

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In you, I lost. I lost a lot. Somehow, in you, I lost you. I lost my virtue, my dignity, my sense of self. I lost everything I ever knew. My feelings were absent. My heart melted into oblivion. My smile vanished. The lights went out on my world. Everything was dark and gray. It...

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“Who is it about?” You. It’s always been you. For months. Worth more than gold, weighing less than mud are my thoughts. Months of downplaying, cast aside, thrown to the pigs. You. It always came back to you. With your silky hair, long and dark. Soft to the touch, like one would imagine a cloud's. Your...

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Where Am I? It's dark. Rain? No Its tears. Help me I'm afraid. Hello is anyone here? Why can't I see you? the nightmare won't stop. I reach out to the skies. The wind pushed me off. I can't stop falling. The water below catch me. I am suffocating hear me. Listen to my screams pour out. The fire is burning me? Who am I? So why can't...

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High above the ocean Below being a sandy white beach Easy to watch One can sit all day and observe The beach goers, Swimmers and Surfers The ocean view stretchers for miles One can reflect back in time The simple and plan life No riches in thought of Robin Leech The Lonely house had fancies A house with a roof and a place to sleep...

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Looking out my bedroom window, I can only see the happy souls, and the path I bear is the feared, since 20 and only in second gear, I just wish for the butterflies, I can only see in the twilight, caught between there and here, the flowing of and then dried up tears, I don't cry any-more. There once was insight that did delight, but...

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It was one dusky evening. I stood at my balcony, The weather whispering secrets in a chill breeze— Beautiful, cold, and a little stormy, The kind of weather that makes you feel Everything you've been avoiding. Despite the wind howling like a wounded beast, I picked up my sketchbook. Perhaps it was the ache of missing someone That made my fingers itch for graphite...

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Forget about it Don’t think about it It’s not important Put it out of your mind Things I have been told Advice for the lovelorn The bereaved The broken hearted The lonely Your love has gone away forever They have left you behind They have stopped you in your tracks Well meaning friends Want you to forget them Get on with your life But the hole in your...

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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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Let's be lonely together Lonely's no fun on my own It doesn't depend on the weather I'm lonely because I'm alone The number of people don't matter I'm often alone in a crowd The words that I hear are just chatter I simply tune out all the loud Quiet by nature, an actor I play a good role socially But inside the...

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Each day she comes to sit and read A story in herself It often makes her feel as if Her life dwells on a shelf She lived here with her parents For nigh on twenty years With everything provided Free from pain or fear But still there's something lacking A void that she can't fight It starts in with the morning Then gets stronger toward the...

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The palace of love we built ~ when our blood still flowed very warm in our veins, is now a crumbled castle — its walls with peeled paints and decayed wood; a jaded clock and faded photographs ...

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