Short Soliloquy Poems
Short Soliloquy Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Soliloquy by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Soliloquy by length and keyword.
soliloquy of softness saddened
somber sleeping of starlight sound
song of silken sylvan sunset
psalm of satisfaction found
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Be that as it may, son
when it is all said and done
and soliloquy is spun,
serendipity 'tis not done
it's only just begun.
ONE A.M. SOLILOQUY
the thunder rattled my sleep -
vibrating windows and walls, eyes shut tight
4/7/2019
what
misty light
pass
through
the
edge of night
what
soliloquy
shall
we
invite
to explore
the
clear eyes of darkness
Only poets,
understand the
loneliness
of the stone
in its mute
soliloquy...
Only poets
understand
the joy
of the fish
and its uncertain
heels ...!
Nature has a voice: sunsets dipped in words...moonlight whisperings…the soliloquy of rain.
Are you listening?
My eyes trace the softness
of her delicate face
a calling
that i embrace
the look of her beauty
and the way it makes me feel
a soulful shining
in a soliloquy serene
marvelous moonbeams
I stand in luna's spotlight
cloudless sky enchants
I talk to the trees
my moonlight soliloquy
just the moon and I
02/07/21
"Soliloquy"
flying solo
the lone wolf sound
envelops me
poetically
inside
the Labyrinth
some kind god speaks
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
You may ask what's the relevance
Of speaking with such eloquence
Your words reflects the soul
To express ones thoughts the goal
A soft soliloquy sung
Flowing from a velvet tongue
Love come quietly,
Finally, drops
About me, on me
in the old ways
What did I know
Thinking myself
Able to go
Alone all the way
[HOW JIA HUI - SERI JUBLI INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL MALAYSIA]
Melodic gestures
Brushed up against
Your wind
Your silent soliloquy
No one is stopping you
Nowhere to begin
Filling the gaps
That life has
Left through
Facing a new day
Through
The silence in you
Form:
I have been happy, never overjoyed,
I have been sad, never grieved,
I have been angry, never furious,
I have been surprised, never unguarded,
I have felt fear, never dread,
And many have I liked, never loved.
Form:
The fragrance of kerosene
in shadows of innuendo’s
alluring soliloquy
fragrance of kerosene
Reminding him of her hips
Hot liquid coming from within
An urge to go deep in there
And push until blank is felt.
You talk, but all I hear is you have nothing to say.
I'm just trying to make myself into a person I don't hate.
Fumbling for a character when all the world's a stage.
Shrieking at an audience deafened by cliches.
intense . . . to begin with, belayed by hours
hewn soliloquy through obverse platitudes
benign, betrayal among friends, in grounds
of open mouths, a kraken of tongues regale
upon which bar the cocktails finally arrived
Sound
Soliloquy of silence, plays
Out on our ears as we sit
Under the jet-black sky at midnight and
Nurture our dreams in peace before the cacophony of
Daylight breaks the spell.
Slippery is my mind since its unbinding from Time,
Affectively rendering the Solpsist's Soliloquy as the Engine of Being
...and so I AM a relentless Empirical Overlord
Allways in this instant,
Existence is Allways mine.
Cast
what’s left
of your net
faithfully out
inquisitively into life’s river .
This time draw it's fill slowly back to shore,
taking great care
which treasures
you should
keep.
written by:
Robert A. Dufresne
it
is
so
quiet
here
no
noise..
then
a
voice
singing
trilling
so
thrilling
a
supremo
supreme
to
soliloquy
Inspired by Puccini angelica
Must it be spelled out?
Everything in black and white
Where is mystery?
“Spiritual things
Are spiritually discerned”
Carnal? Enigmas….
If you then misjudge
Place the blame without a clue
Golden Rule applies
Eileen Manassian Ghali
the person I want to be
is certainly not to become ~ some idealistic wannabe
but definitely one ~ that pursues a legitimate fantasy
hinted a ventriloquist to his puppet ~ lost in soliloquy
My friend my friend
Supporting me anywhere
Acting like my mom
Caring me anytime
My friend my friend
Sharing your feelings
Solving the problem
You are always my family
[GAN YUKI - SERI JUBLI INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL MALAYSIA]
Time is a construct for races
Don't expect quick moving in spaces
Like cattle you form in a line
Yearning for "next!" consuming your mind
Government scam theft always the plan
No service rendered it should be a crime
Bite Size Poem no7
To an immortal, what is death?
Death is a dream
A dream that lets him exit the stage
A soliloquy outside of space and time
To ponder the basic questions of life
Death has no memory
No substance upon the stage
To an immortal, this is death