Solitude Poems | Examples of Solitude Poetry

I must grow used to longing for your absent face— with weeping eyes, accustomed to the ache. My cup lies empty now. From this moment on, I shall fill it only with regret. Though I am far from you, whenever I close my eyes, you appear— seen by the heart, called by a hundred whispered prayers. Where is the one who, in the night of parting, sighs into the...

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There are days the sun drags itself across the sky like a wounded thing, and I follow behind it, meek as a shadow no one asked for. My feet walk the same road to the mailbox, rocky and too long, and still I walk it. Beside me, the hemlock grows. Tall and soft, almost beautiful. It does not beckon. It does not need...

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I may have missed the glittering prize, The fleeting gold that dims the skies. But deep within, a stillness grows, A garden where the true light flows. The noise outside, a restless sea, Where storms of envy seek to be. Yet in my heart, a quiet spring, Where hope and healing softly sing. The workday’s battlefield of spite, Where shadows lurk to steal the...

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I hope that the sun melts away And the air gets quietens down Soon I’ll be waiting here For the light to leave my shoulders And the winds to get cooler It’s a shame That things like this become Something to be feared The seasonal swings graze My ear And I’ve only just started summer break But I’m tired of the beating sun Down my back ...

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Tab 8 The summer pains will Go away; and once winter breaks Problems become numb The snow and cold air Soothe your sunburns, and the lake Of your mind freezes in the mint For the first time in A while, even though your nose Is red- there is peace But the harsh winds get Repetitive over time You crave the sunlight And when you know It...

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(On Father's Day) Like most mornings, I awoke, Got out of bed on the left side. Not sure if that was the wrong side, But I know for certain, It wasn’t the right side. Aloneness is sort of that way— No offer of a second opinion, No pat-on-the-back save a broken arm, No meaningful conversation around the table. A moment of nihility—this morning. ...

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A feather floating away from your brain. As he is whispering your name. Pushing all your feelings away from me. Landed on a box, In a solitude Sea People scooping up things they don't need. Whining, that their boxes never ring. Missing package that should fill a void? No one's coming looking for me With no life ring in a solitude breeze...

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in every pack of pistachios there are one or two shells which are resistant to the fingernail the addictive leverage the satisfying splitting apart you put them aside and save them for later meanwhile pick, click, chew and finally return to the awkward ones refusing to yield their treasure curse them go ahead curse them you won't be defeated, you will solve their riddle you...

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We seek out places that seem to fit the contours of our soul. For some, it is those quiet places with expanded distances way out past the reach of thought. For others, it is cramped city streets where buildings rise like glass cliffs on either side, noisy restaurants and talk in dimly lit bars. And there are others who find fit in seaside...

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olitude 4….. Incessant rain and the solitude: You, rain and the solitude A trilogy Things beyond reach, always loveable! A sort of old habit! Always I try to find the common thread! Even if I know! Every side of the trilogy Same as climbing a hill! Worst even! The rain brings both , you and the solitude! Helpless as before, I know it...

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Solitude-2 On the backdrops of mango trees Paddy fields stretches beyond horizon, Last rays of sunset when touches the branch of a river, Over there sat on the varendah, I watch the thatched house of my village As if submerged, in darkness, the wave imperials! Ever I narrated this part of solitude? Everything when appeared as nothing! From dust to sky, you hear a...

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Lost deep in an echo chamber~ where I talked and my eardrums beat ceaselessly, ricocheting voices of ghosts masked in agony, tiptoeing faintly, their feet blurred by the hallucinations roaming the night. The emptiness copied the echo of my voice and sent it far into the dark night~ where some owls were howling and some birds were bedding their young— but they all...

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silence synchronising …… sublime solitude ~ sensing serenity...

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I have walked through the hush of goodbyes, where silence roared louder than grief, where memories clung like shadows, and love became a thief. I lost not just them, but parts of me— echoes of laughter, pieces of light. My soul wore mourning like a second skin, and daybreak blurred into night. I reached for hands that let me fall, poured love into a...

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solitude - withered leaves of a rose I still feel its scent ...

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