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Loners Poems - Poems about Loners


Loners
few step into their world most just orbit loners are never lonely social part-time sociopaths must mix and mingle but loners they never have to find themselves for they are not lost while the many are too many...

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Categories: loners, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Wandering Loners
In a semi-vast universe, with no one but I and the thought that in a distant someone lonely maybe is also wandering, bearing same thought as mine, in his semi-vast universe too--- In time, in a perfect sculpted moment they say, we’ll meet because it’s meant to be Just like in the movies, a scenario of two wandering loners in a semi-vast universe, birthed to meet and be enamored by each other....

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Categories: loners, destiny, love, universe,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member For All the Outcasts and Loners In Life
“Where was God,” you ask, “when I needed Him? When I felt cast out and all alone? Spurn'd by my peers for being poor!? All I learn'd,” you persist, “is that here people condemn you for just being different, too. To them,” you add with...

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Categories: loners, anger, childhood, god, hope,
Form: Sonnet
Loners
Is there safety in numbers Or are you better alone For you can set your own Pace this way And answer when you want Loners aren't always lonely And you get to be What you want to be. © Paul Warren Poetry...

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Categories: loners, life, loneliness,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Loners Need Space
I frequently have a day, When I merely need space; To clear my mind of things, And get thoughts in place. I've little to talk about, No worthwhile thing to share. Eyes frozen on something, I just sit, think, and stare. I think about moot things, Or perhaps friends I've known. Dredged deep from my past, For whom fondness has grown. So don't take it personal, Those times...

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Categories: loners, space,
Form: Lyric



The Midnight Bliss of a Loners Heart
The midnight bliss of a loner’s heart, Circulates and illuminates like the crescent moon, His cries instruments, violently strummed by angels Creating and perfecting the sound of thunder His dreams clouds raining down like Tears, on his dirt ridden face Without a trace his emotions Dissipates like the voice of the woman A woman who once whispered I love …….....

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Categories: loners, sad
Form: Free verse

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