Soliloquy Poems - Poems about Soliloquy

I wish you could love me. You say you want a girl who’s understanding, kind, loving, and will work for your trust. I would do all of that for you, I would work with you to build our relationship, but you don’t even want to try. It’s back and forth with you all the time,...

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To love someone who no longer loves you is the cruelest trick played by the world. I didn’t know you wanted me that way, I thought you only cared for my body, so I found another who seemed to want a connection. I should’ve told you then how I love you so, I wish I...

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The best compliment I have ever received is, “You’re going to be a wonderful mother one day.” I adore the idea of having children, treating them with love and kindness, nurturing and caring for them even when it’s hard. I daydream of dancing, playing, laughing, crying, and everything in between. In the very midst of...

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Insight must be difficult for you when you’re wounded so easily. You can’t show it, of course, to show your scars and flaws would be considered weak to you, since they can be used against you. So you hide and twist words and speak with blame and hatred. Do not show them your hurt, show...

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My heart shatters with every harsh word, saddened glance, and argument. I can feel it being ripped from my body and thrown into the depths of my stomach. The only thing that ever heals it, is your love and kindness. I am forever grateful to you for every breath I take, every sight I get...

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I have measured the math of a mustard seed, traced the geometry of origin, the angles of mercy, run fingers over the ridges of history and found Him— in carbon’s conspiracy, ...

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Tell me, my friend, does infinity not unsettle your reason, or is it a comfort—to believe it meaningless? Look beyond the rust of your disbelief— this isn’t the frostbitten dogma you imagine. This is the marrow of things, the architecture of why. I...

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Written on April 13th 2025 for Sara Jama's Prompt The Cold Embrace of Death Reverberated within the empty chambers of my soul, As I soak my skin in a clawfoot tub, drowning in my sorrows. Daring the waves to wash me away, I lay barricaded in the bathroom with a bottle of Merlot....

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If you're trying to compete with me Please know that I will let you win Cause I don't have much energy I'm old enough to fight this life My focus at the moment is to protect The peace I have within me Doing the things that make my heart and soul happy Learning courage to never be afraid To take opportunity...

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Silence pierced through the thick blanket Of his thoughts, heretofore plagued By a quaff of exhaled tobacco, Spiralling and somersaulting in the air, Like a fierce missile Sent on a sinister mission, Before mercilessly, ricocheting Against the backdrop of his unassuming ceiling There he stood Imagining the gigantic impact Of a tiny veil of vapor As it burst forth from his nostrils In a single file,...

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percussively I think my way as rhythm over cloud peaked tops mountain points like metered dots and on them stand and pluck, oh see my breath transcends eternity introspect I aim my gewgaw outwardly to a passing world and yet it seems I’m not as bold it searches inward with effect I am my own play’s architect meditate a friend who soothes who heals at home I...

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The journey lasted for not more than forty glorious and blessed years Before your smiles gradually faded as you journeyed to a land far away, The hearse swallowed you into its belly, while hearkening not to our fears, It sirened off with the streams of our cries flowing far beyond our doorways, You were interred in that hot...

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A MINISTER RETIRES : SOLILOQUY I arise as infant Phoenix from Akasha ashes counterparts frozen with foibles intact a still Arctic of death sheath for recalibration Source Light breathes into fontanelle slowly sleepily Sekmet my doula in full attendance mane of flaming gold rebirthing is a peeling Eye of Horus given a new sphere fringed with...

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Written: May 6th 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's tough to revel in delight, but I grew! Dreams rouse me, not in an aphonic view. Nature provides her bounty every day, I extend my hand and grasp her sway. I perceive my youthful self in that...

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"Soliloquy" flying solo the lone wolf sound envelops me poetically inside the Labyrinth some kind god speaks (LadyLabyrinth / 2023) ...

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