Loneliness Poems | Examples of Loneliness Poetry

How do I explain how desolate life feels without you? The heart craves your presence and the eyes search only for you. You're gone, maybe not forever, But this feels like eternity. How do I tell you how lonely I feel even with a contact list full of names? People who would speak. Yet I wait for just one thing, A long...

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The embers of my bitter revenge burn low, and I'm left with lingering anger and disappointment. Their hatred for me doesn't approach the profound self-loathing that plagues my existence. In a final, desperate plea, I raise my gaze skyward. Even though I have been shown little compassion in my life, I implore the divine power of God, a figure known...

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Earthquakes of bedlam quell As tectonic plates of emotional instability cease shifting. The tears of a discarded clown, suspended in animation— Numbness overtakes. Masks slip, shattering. Shards scrape, lacerating apathetic flesh, Revealing the painted doll underneath. Remove its colourful costume; Discover marionette strings embedded within a fraying back. ...

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I did not ask for the world to stop — just for the echo to answer. but silence grew its own wings. so i followed the quiet, to the river, to wild grass, to birds that sing before dawn. there, i learned something soft and strong: that I can keep walking even if the stars stay hidden Now— I walk not to be followed, but to feel the ground under my feet. To breathe and know: i...

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Candle tongue stirs the skin within my skin, Glass red with so many tears — Romance personified by the melting of wick, Though shadows drone on walls, a phantasmic tango These French lips worth reading — Inside heart highs and lows Timing Glimpsing Stealing Candle tongue stirs the skin within my skin — These French lips worth reading, Stealing ...

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A man stands at the edge of a silent park, watching the wind carry leaves like forgotten prayers. No one waves back at the crows. He wonders if the trees know they’re growing. The sky is a pale witness— indifferent to the ache below. He asks questions without shape, the kind that drip between hours and vanish. Once, he thought love might be...

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b a n g b a n g! I couldn't believe I just fired some shots there she laid... belly up counting the dust dead as loneliness buried in silence trouble b o l d l y stared straight at me my stomach growled, loosened a knot~ sweat...

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how long and sourly sobs the lonely heart depends on how grave the weight which grieves the tears pouring from the despondent spirit’s pores.— a witness, too, will know the surly sort of rain that beats down harshly on the court called Sorrow Drive.—sure seems like nothing cheers up the—nor nothing soothes the—nasty fears nesting in somber nooks.—no, only art comes close to...

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you are sick, and I know that that’s why I will never be mad at you I can understand and feel your pain perfectly your brain’s your biggest enemy always fighting against you and I could never blame you for that because you didn’t ask for be what you are you didn’t asked for being...

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It feels like screaming underwater. Like I opened my chest, and handed you my lungs. You told me they weren't real. Like I am sitting in a room with the windows shut. Everyone smiling, nodding, laughing, while I am on fire, but nobody smells the smoke. I say what I think, and it echoes back...

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A dog is not free For he has only the Earth He is chained you see To this mass of no worth A dog is not free If he has not what we do A roof not a tree Of true joys he has has few All this to say It is never enough To everything but The one thing that you love....

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Just the curtains veil from your window Too dark only the omnipotent has great eyes Vaguely so do I can't see you clearly through Where soft comfort can't deny you simply lies. I know how lonely you are inside with so much rage Languishing in pain secretly others may not truly see No courage to gain help to rescue like a...

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silent words cascade unseen, unheard, fade away— lonely ink weeps dreams words fall like dead leaves no hand stirs to hold their weight— autumn of the soul untouched art cries out silent beauty lost to void— a poet unseen ...

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No longer can I say that my heart thrives, But my love for life still quietly survives, A flame that burns with fervent might, Longing for a hand to hold in the night. I search the eyes of passing strangers, Hoping to find the spark to warm my embers, A connection that could set my soul free, But find only indifference, a...

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Do you feel the darkness? I don't mean dark thoughts or feelings. The dark, the stillness, the quiet. When you stand in the black of night, do you feel it? It starts as a calm, peaceful silence. You breathe in deep and exhale into nothing. The anticipation grows inside you. Is it something? Is it nothing? Is it emptiness? Then you realize, it's...

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