Lonely Poems | Examples of Lonely Poetry

An outcast this night, I mournfully sigh with gloom: but, I make war, fight! to rebel against the doom, and emptiness of my room. ...

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arrive in an empty hollow building (alone no purpose) arrive in a hollow empty building (alone no purpose) arrive in a purposeless hollow building (alone empty) empty in a lonely building without purpose empty mpty pty ty y ...

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i keep a teacup with a cracked rim— it doesn’t hold warmth for long but i drink from it anyway. the hallway light flickers like it’s unsure if it wants to stay on. some nights, i understand. there’s a coat in the closet that no one wears, but i leave it hanging. the walls don’t echo when i speak softly. so i don’t. not anymore. i fold myself into the quiet corners...

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When the world hates you It's such a lonely place Crawling out of bed each day Forgotten in each and every way Grasping at straws to build nest Every minute is a torturing test Blow away by unkindness Held together buy a fine web Of sorrow and unhappiness Each word thrown your way Cut like a knife through softened clay Leaving a scar and empty space Not...

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The rats ate the walls, ate the clothes You could hear them baring teeth and boring holes And there was a sign outside the window But not a sign from God, it read “Win tickets for your family” When had I last seen? I woke up one morning with rats outside my cell The guard out there yelled out for me to...

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in the wasteland of broken hearts shattered mirrors line gardens disheveled and neglected where sunrays seldom enter left to their own devices they piece together a false reality that’s fraught with sadness tangled with despair and cursed with loneliness yet somehow always manage ~ to carry on AP: 1st place 2025 Submitted on April 23, 2025 to contest A WILDERNESS OF MIRRORS sponsored by CRAIG CORNISH...

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My shadow — dark moving stitch on beat sidewalks...

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table set for two sitting waiting by the phone endless night posted April 22, 2025...

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Lies. All lies You are lying But do you also realise u are lying to urself Who have you become Where have you gone And look how you are right now You hang out with liars who normalise lying They lie day in and day out Defending themselves that they just lie lesses but at the end of the day All of...

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I am that night which is full of darkness, Neither the moon is my companion, nor the stars have any existence. Every corner cries a story inside me, But no one listens, everyone waits for the morning. I have cold sobs in my lap, Shadows of broken dreams. People say I am scary, But how do they know, how true I am. Every...

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A tribute to "The Little Prince," by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. Little being, descending from your star, Your heart draws desert animals. And when night slowly unveils her altar, Your bright smile echoes like crystals. Little child, you gave your heart to a flower. Your volcanoes are calmly expecting you. While the traveller, you await in your tower, You catch sight of fertile maps within...

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i want to return to my home, my paradise my home away from home, my HOME, defining home the place we feel most comfortable, loved, and protected, my home is my family, i feel distant and lost far away from home, i feel deserted and abandoned, i feel dark, disoriented, and too reserved, i want to be known , discovered, and mingled...

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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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You'd never know Surely no one could tell I almost took my life ten months ago From the flames inside that burned a living hell Where demons dwell and angels ache to break free from below It mustn't show, the absent soul hidden with a counterfeit shell...

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Look at Me I don't feel sick, Yet something inside is twisted Not in body, but in the sap that shivers within. Are these petals not what you envisioned? Look at me. What did I do wrong? I sing the songs you taught me, My voice trembling a whisper against the wind Does its fragile tune echo your hidden sorrow? I grew as you...

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