Lonely Longing Poems | Examples
These Lonely Longing poems are examples of Longing poems about Lonely. These are the best examples of Longing Lonely poems written by international poets.
I can't imagine
my life alone.
Without having someone
I can call my own.
Curled up in my bed
with no one there.
No one to hold me
and tell me they care.
Wake in the morning
tears on my cheeks.
Realize I'm not dreaming
and pull up the sheets.
Sit at my table
conversing with air.
Knowing and hating
that no one is there.
Heart slowly breaking
I crawl back into bed.
If this is my life now,
I'd rather be dead.
Again and again,
the cycle repeats.
No one to hold me,
and share our heartbeats.
A life slowly fading,
to a featureless blur.
A love to be given
if someone was there.
I walk the beach alone
I draw the contour of your face
~ it simply gets washed away
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Last night was no different
I cried myself to sleep again
I haven't fallen asleep peacefully
Since cannot remember when
My broken heart it pains me
And I can't keep the tears away
Maybe my heart will heal soon
But today will not be that day
I'm empty without your love
Im left feeling barren inside
It's not just a broken heart
It's a part of my soul that died
Maybe I loved you more
Then I could ever show
I believe I may love you
More than even I know
Know im lonely without you
I'm clinging to your memory
I think it makes this worse
I've been consumed by misery
The night Sky glimmer high above,
Radiating hope for the young lover,
Distance seems no problem
While the horizon is beyond their vision.
As each year slips by,
Togetherness becomes lonely thought;
Like a frost within the heart,
A thorn buried deep
The pain is real.
Love's bliss is tinged with painful thought,
It's tale, a woven pain and gain
Echoes through the valleys,
To reclaim the distance.
Night shall pass while the year glides;
In a blink, it'll be fall of winter.
There'll be a pain,
And there'll be smile
Yet Love'll endure it all.
your lonely ache,
a beast that wakes
timid and believing.....
The breathe in the cold,
of a swan stands so bold,
I go blind with uplifting hearts,
as we are magnetized
and jump over the rifts apart,
cold shivering to my blanket
that slides warmly over your skin.
Eyes curious with focusing
on a one giving comfort
in the rain that drenches
passion near grand trees
stood tall for years.....
and partnered so tight
into the dawn's sunlight
I try so hard to understand
The man inside, apart from the band
You make me wait, testing my patience
Then all I get is one crude sentence
I can see that you aren’t so busy
I ask, but then you call me silly
No time or words for me today
I guess I should be on my way
I struggle to act like I don’t care
Staying silent is such a lonely affair
I feel so deeply but mustn’t show
It’s nothing you are eager to know
The eggshells I walk on are fragile
I tiptoe so you won’t unravel
But it makes my heart so heavy
Wondering if you’ll ever be ready
For now I must mute my affection
Triggers are thrown in every direction
Do nothing, say nothing, as soon as possible
And yet my soul aches for the impossible...
Dreamily, she whiled the empty hours
with her little dolls and her crayon box.
She drew lonely princesses in towers,
hummed to herself, pulled up her socks,
and sketched a field of colorful flowers.
The forlorn blooms lay flat beneath her gaze.
She wondered, would it be as she had feared -
this would be one of those sad, hollow days.
Then, on the page, the sun and breeze appeared,
as lovely blossoms came alive, ablaze.
We seem like stars lighting a cold dark sky,
separated from others (so lonely).
It makes me want to breathe a somber sigh,
If we could be together (if only)."
Yet, we are kept apart not by light years,
but by things we believe (or know) are right.
I think these beliefs are what interferes,
leaving us in our lonesome, friendless plight.
Folks want connection before they rest,
but it's in their beliefs that they invest.
A silent kiss, forgotten song,
Are the moments I've strung along
A necklace of days I once knew,
that became broken without you
Summer's breeze carried us in clouds, impossibly high
We flew so far away, we were but a whispered sigh
lilac meadows remind us to hear, and not forget
Each silent kiss becomes a gold and crimson sunset
I sit alone 'neath branches bare
with chilly voice, wind tries to share
a remembered song, springtime bliss
But I just think of our first kiss
Lonely, waiting, the hours last
Each long day yawning to exist
Stolen are days as they go past
And then I hear your silent kiss
It’s been eighteen years since I was born.
I grew up chasing a lie called love.
Just a child in third grade,
When Broom’s metal broke me... tore me apart.
A lone piece left on the plate—
Still, it was him you'd nominate.
A pen or a diary—he’d get one.
‘These are his,’ you’d declare,
And I learned... I believed—
Maybe I didn’t deserve to speak.
I was cute, I was adoring—
Yet somehow, you found me embarrassing.
"Just listen, don’t talk," you'd say.
But you'd love my brother from the very first day.
I suffered. I cried.
Still, it’s me who must
Love you without a choice.
But love—
Love isn’t brought by force.
It’s an emotion...
If you’d feel it, pure and true.
You have your life, your thoughts,
Your ways of seeing the world.
But the way you’ve tortured me—
That...
Can never be justified.
If I had wings to fly,
I'd breathe in deep
and spread them wide
as I leap from the cliff
into the wind
where the seagulls glide.
Crossing this wide sea
I glide above cruel waves
that reach up
to drown my flight
in their cold and deep
blue-green graves.
And as your day grows slowly light
I'd arrive on worn-out wings
to hold you in your waking dreams
and feel you
soft and gentle
warm in my embrace at last.
Is there no match, no pair
for a lonely man?
Don't misunderstand him,
he doesn't long for a lover...
He wants a friend! Is that too much to ask?
A friend that might be his wife someday?
Someone who could be akin
as similar as a long-lost twin
Someone like him?
Is there no such kindred spirit
who will reciprocate love?
Inform him if there is no
lifelong soul mate for him,
for he wouldn't want to desire
what he may not have.
My life's always been full of so much love, lust, and longing,
As well as shallow lovemaking, loneliness, losses, lamenting.
Feelings old and new within me are always lingering.
I know you have an entire life that's your own,
Even though I am lonely, though not entirely alone,
Just wishing I knew if what we have will be fully grown.
"Grievance upon you,
My mere mortal kin.
You didn’t try hard enough,
Now sit with your sin"
I’ve sat here before,
And I know your game.
You feed on my sorrow
And wear it as shame.
"You can hide if you wish
Even run if you'd like,
But all’s not forgiven,
You're holding the knife"
This knife is my burden,
I know it too well,
But it cuts you as deeply
I’ll send you to hell.
"Blame becomes victimless
When cast on oneself.
Now get in here, boy,
You’ll keep on the shelf"
I’ve walked in your shadow,
I’ve stood in your cold,
Yet I still awaken
To these stories of old.
"Well, endure the dark
Let’s see if you’re bold!
For these are the truths
That you had foretold"
I know I foretold it,
I can break it as well.
These truths are your prison,
To me this is hell.
"We'll hold your heart close,
You can be free and forget"
It's not really a choice then,
I'll sit in regret.