Lonely(A) Poems - Poems about Lonely(A)

... Alone and lonely, a soul will start to fade, No strength but weakness in self, a fragile stand. "No man's an island," these ancient words are made, For woven lives, a caring and helping hand. ......

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...I'm lost for words, do I suppose to feel this way about my detached family Mother and brother with their weird dynamic duo relationship My father has a whole another family or two he's managing P......

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...A tad tumbly today, with subdued sparks of sadness Littered with lonely, a stones throw from madness Latitude, longitude all seemed to languish I sat quietly, quite co......

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...My days are dreary as if I am left in a torturous desert yearning for an oasis, my nights sleepless... the brightest stars forgot to shine for me, My love, I count every moment for you to come bac......

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... Cold and lonely I walked the street How I miss My homely heat. Walking endlessly From door to door For I cannot speak Only offer a paw. Please give me love For I grow so thin Open up your......

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...A Solitary Stranger Lonely a soul, he, waits there daylong, a lonely stranger, he To knit the finest webs of dreams, one of the most delicate kinds. Gazing, out there, with brimming eyes he pon......

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...That my words bring to others comfort and joy, And will remind them of small moments we enjoy, Like when the midnight sky, touches the cool sea, And the empty blackness ahead, resounds sweetly. ......

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...Disability & equality I & my kind are equal The skin of my color is not a curse But due to evil & greed My fellow humans have put a price-tag on my head Making me the most hunted amongst the ......

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...Ere some three or four-odd days Began our nature show some craze. The people, truly afraid, to say, Nowhere did find a place to stay. The initial portension was a fire, That left a pile of ash......

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...She was dancing her truth, and spinning in circles. Her teacher was fun, named Mrs. Van Werkles. At seven-years-old, she had life by the tail. She passed a man carrying Saturday’s mail. Hello M......

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...~ She reached for the ribbons of her gown not knowing why, but she held them in her hand as she floated through the ever changing mist, whites and grays in a swirling pattern, mesmerizing ......

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...Where the candles chase away the darkness, o'dear husband there an stranger in my heart. From heaven descend who voices shall I call dear husband to chase away your decree? Meaning dewell wisdom thy ......

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...I knew a poet in you, a long, long time ago You used to be naïve, still the truest, I know. I recalled, we bought a stand-fan, an item not in the list $30 was unaffordable, almost a luxury for u......

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...Man drinking beer At the downstairs café on its terrace a man in an overcoat drank beer although it was not yet ten o`clock yet. he looked lonely a doomed friendless person wondering what h......

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...It was not my intention to ever post in PS again but through an open window I've caught a glimpse and smell of what's been dumped into the soup. No pleasure to poets will cruel decep......

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