Short Solitudes Poems
Short Solitudes Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Solitudes by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Solitudes by length and keyword.
A Small Trip
Spinal s plentitudes
solo cranial carvings
soulful solitudes...
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Categories:
solitudes, adventure, art, baptism, future, homework,
Form:
Haiku
Alone
There are so many solitudes
For thousand years and more
Which one is mine?
Or I am in all of them alone?...
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Categories:
solitudes, solitude,
Form:
Free verse
Autumn of Life Indeed
From solitudes, cool treed rest's
To a chilled route's, eve-lit.
Moved on, or moodily blown?
I know, Age, which is it!...
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Categories:
solitudes, age,
Form:
Rhyme
Ascentuals
Mind trap wanderings
davenport differentials
childhood solitudes
garner teen tentacles
enlivening adult adventures
can we make Peace within ourselves?
nomenclatures not included
avoid advanced actuals
advance to GO!...
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Categories:
solitudes, analogy, change, community, devotion, dream, forgiveness, inspirational,
Form:
Free verse
Flowmotion
Blue haze walk in a park
High grade habitual words
Blueberry mental acupuncture
Lost in orbit little brother
Hush, wish you were mine pixels
Serene cashmere solitudes-so they say
Alleycat summer slumber Jazz
Music never ending, true friends....
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Categories:
solitudes, art, innocence, miracle, music, universe,
Form:
Free verse
Congregation
Gathered in service
we face our own solitudes,
sharing perspectives
we find common ground
in this haven of hope,
where fellowship trumps isolation.
Supplicants, worshippers,
what's in a name?
together we came.
In health and in hardship we struggle,
with God's love we grow....
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Categories:
solitudes, religion, perspective,
Form:
Verse
Congregation
Gathered in service
we face our own solitudes,
sharing perspectives
we find common ground
in this haven of hope,
where fellowship whips desolation;
supplicants, worshipers,
what's in a name?
union's the game.
In health and in hardship we struggle,
together we grow....
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Categories:
solitudes, spiritual, perspective,
Form:
Verse
Congregation
Gathered in service
we face our own solitudes,
sharing perspectives
we find common ground
in this haven of hope,
where fellowship whips desolation;
supplicants, worshippers,
what's in a name?
union's the game.
In health and in hardship we struggle,
together we grow....
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Categories:
solitudes, inspirational
Form:
Verse
Congregation
Gathered in service
we face our own solitudes,
sharing perspectives
we find common ground
in this haven of hope,
where fellowship conquers aloneness;
supplicants, worshippers,
what's in a name?
together's the game.
In health and in hardship we struggle,
together we grow....
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Categories:
solitudes, hope, perspective,
Form:
Verse
Savoring Solitudes Sweet Sensation
Savoring solitude’s a sweet sensation
a blissful moment of euphoric, elation
the marvelously meaningful meditation
a sacred savored spiritual vacation
transcending tensions I fly fleetly away
to spiritually survive, savoring silence
mentally waltzing upon my way.
3-24-2021...
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Categories:
solitudes, peace, poems, poetry, silence, solitude, spiritual,
Form:
Alliteration
Congregation
Gathered in service
we face our own solitudes,
sharing perspectives
we find common ground
in this haven of hope,
where friendship conquers friendlessness;
supplicants, worshippers,
what's in a name?
together we came.
In health and in hardship we struggle,
together we grow....
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Categories:
solitudes, devotion
Form:
Verse
Categories:
solitudes, longing, love, poetry,
Form:
Rhyme
Erupts
erupts
Does refusing to see,
cloud your vision again,
Does refusing to hear,
bring on deafness my friend
If you close all the doors,
does silence descend,
Till lonliness intervenes,
Refusing to love,
Brings bad tidings and then,
Solo the path, & solitudes, when,
Set on them chickens,
like clukky ole hen,
Till love erupts on the scene.
Don Johnson...
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Categories:
solitudes, adventure,
Form:
Rhyme
feel a pulse
There’s no substitute for life.
I find myself,
seduced by yearnings.
I’m flourishing here,
contemplating sin.
I’ve nothing to do
when I’ve nothing but time.
I’m reusing solitudes -
they’ve become ragged.
What’s the answer then?
Should I seal my girly heart,
engage in uncaring kisses
like it’s ‘casual friday’ -
connive brief excitements
- just to feel a pulse?...
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Categories:
solitudes, feelings, how i feel, humor, muse, student,
Form:
Free verse
My Impenetrable World
I love the sweet violins of my world
That issue the clandestine tunes,
To soothe my nerves and quench
My desires spooky and strange;
I love the forlorn sight of the sand dunes
That adorn the arid spots of my life,
Tucked away from cacophony and strife:
The secateurs that the tree of wisdom prunes;
I rejoice in the tranquil quiet of lofty minds
And the treasured solitudes of all kinds;
A refuge from fuss and bustle that ruins....
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Categories:
solitudes, love,
Form:
I do not know?
Sacrifice
Sacrifice
Sacrificial solitudes traumatically trapped thru out time
Sabotaged souls subservient to the Necronomicon night
A selfless surrender sanctioned with a calamitous climb
Penal punitive pondering of the marauding mind's abyss
A slave seducing deviation from the mantra morals amiss
For infinities infraction the absorption of a stigmatic smite.
March.28.2018
Rhyme Time 1
Sponsored by: Laura Loo...
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Categories:
solitudes, philosophy, self,
Form:
Rhyme
Loneliness
Lies within oneself take a toll on the spirit.
Our minds degrade us, takes away any merit.
Never do we realize the loneliness we shape.
Eventually we blame others, with solitudes rape.
Lack of love for us, others, takes control.
I have seen sadness, rip up others soul.
Never underestimate the voices you may hear.
Each of us hears, some do not let them steer.
Sadness can become a disease, within a heart.
Solitude can be destroyed, right from the start....
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Categories:
solitudes, feelings, heartbroken, loneliness, lonely, lost, philosophy, self,
Form:
Acrostic
Solitudes
The questions hang like skin tags.
A broken mirror, stabs
during birth of time.
We have got to do it, save it
in its infancy, before it is submerged
along with the temple of fake gods :-
before it is plagiarized by the
polity. The wives were fattening
on art of running the state
from behind the curtains. Would
you like to sign on my skin ?
Your death wish ? I am washing
my sins today. It is bit cold
here in the blue lake of tears. Now
you can hold my arm for final plunge.
Satish Verma...
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Categories:
solitudes, art,
Form:
ABC