Lonely Walk Poems - Poems about Lonely Walk

I have followed hard times past It was a lonely walk but I last When you see on my shoulder was the hand of God. Through it all when I let go of His hand Yet still he stood He stands Said in the road was soft and the dust Falls from heels of my feet and I’ll rejoice. And...

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A walk in Chelsea Regret, like a frost, upon my heart For Chelsea, a love that I had to depart With hindsight I can clearly see In pain and anger, I acted childishly For the road not taken, the love lost Forever in distance, at what cost? For I must choose myself, it seems And love her from afar in my dreams. But...

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Lonely Walk Accompanied I walk the streets alone yet you're here The eyes of you are upon me yet I can't see Come away with me please I walk the streets alone yet you're here You are not a shadow Yet you say I matter I walk the streets alone yet you're here The eyes of you are upon me yet I can't...

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There is silver linings in the clouds today hypnotic breeze makes the trees sway on the pavement of broken dreams she waits eighty years old embracing the fates her treasures of stories have all been told her body tells her she is way too old No one comes to hold her hand ...

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I walk through a lonely road, With burdens and heavy loads; I don’t know where it leads, Not even certain how the signs would read. Been trekking this harsh, gloomy nights And only on wishes that I see the light; In dreams, I pray that the sun will rise, But I know I still have to pay a price. At times,...

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My lonely walk alone gives me time to think about the hurt which is nagging me. It resurfaces to attack now and then until I decide to shake it loose as I saunter off. My mind takes in the scene I pass looking at children playing in the city park. They are laughing and having fun in their world of play in which I wish I...

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Alone I walked on a littered part A companion I seek on my journey Saluting me was a weird man afar Sitting inside an abandoned caravan Looking tattered in a torn sleeveless Haaa! Haaa! Haaa! His laughter continues… He was eating from a barbaric piece of cake Hey brother! Whispered the lunatic At this point restless became my mind And then I ran...

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Sometimes when I read about love And I am into the page And I remember myself when I was Coming of age I don’t see any reason to not ever Give this away I see no musical instrument For me to play But I will sing alone as I wait out Everyday Seems to me I have always just Felt this way Seems like everyone I want...

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After wandering unknown streets, somehow, I found my way home. The dark alleys didn’t scare me, nor did the late-night walkers early drunkards relentless addicts. I had already been put through the worse possible pain: heartbreak. Though the night was dim the sky grey, the moon pale, Though I was all alone no friend, no help no savior I was okay. My mind was too preoccupied with you to care about anything...

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Lonely Walk Cold gray dawn, mist overcoat comforting as damp muslin gauze shrouding the eyes of the detached and departed. Decrepit footpath, cracked and neglected as the mothers graves across the field backs cracked by careless footfalls no doubt. My own gone these many years now the Belfast cemetery not far from here her stone unfound after searching. Somber Irish mist, where legends and...

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If I could cry a million black seas I would at least drown and sink away From this tree of forbidden fruits Bearing hope but sharing pain. Turning away does not blind the mind's eye Swimming a sea does not bleach my black heart So here I stand weeping by your door Even after a hundred hatchet blows. The contempt and hate you...

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The Lonely Walk to Madness my heart is not a toy that you can wind up and toss aside I cry red tears of blood because you've just ripped out my insides cut my wounds open and you will find black flesh because you've killed my pride spirit, dead, to nothing my breath turns to fog flowing from my nostrils because you took back...

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a lonely walk while shoulders brush on crowded streets get out of my way...

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