Solitude Poems | Examples of Solitude Poetry

The suffering alien He just lives in the world. Integrated life, but alien He feels, experiences, and interprets existence He discovers human life. In a human body The alien To live in this age is a fantastic privilege. Says alien Rapid development, complex social environment Look around. Continuous change, genesis Said the alien There are so many connections, causes, and effects Nuanced meanings and invisible...

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Like a raging river barreling toward an arid basin, sediment collects inside a hardening heart. Weighing heavy, eyelids flutter over drowning maculas; all that can be seen are murky riptides. Vision cuts out. Frantically flaring arms desperately try to skim the surface, dragged deeper into an unknown chasm. ...

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I feel in the deserved rest containment of ideas and words not erasure of the senses...

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Present me with different patterns, A person without anxiety within. What I mean is, make me feel you, Within the same body, Unable to extract duality, Be my twin baby. From the inner sense of the events, Look through a telescope from a distant land. Let simplicity be in your latitude, Let there...

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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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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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“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes,” - Lord Byron ************************************************************** ...

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-Slow down- Even the sounds of rushing red waters pulsing... drown out the beats that blare in my head - Slow Down - My thoughts spin like a carousel of fervent beats, while I watch the harbors of still waters, a gentle surrender to time, drift away. Every stride toward solace meets the rush of a furious current that demands to be heard. BREATHE They say. But...

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Putting in writing Listening to others Listening to myself Leaning on my feet A chair, rose in a vase A bird singing outside the window It hurts so much that I want to pass out for a few days It's shameful. It's scary. It's furious....

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My tongue, a beast that bites me first. I wanna shut it down, never to speak again. My voice, a wild river, Yet keeps flooding, careless of consequence. My lips, in a race, while everyone hopes— “Would they ever learn silence?” My brain, too messy, Spills out without a thought. All cures, I’ve tried— Nothing worked. The words kept flying— Some hurt. Some haunt. Some hang in the...

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Leaden clouds sweep swiftly in from the north, Blanketing the sapphire skies in melancholy. Deafening, rolling thunder cracks As a mysterious chill sends a shudder up my spine. A faint knock rasps at my front door; Whispers circulate, ringing through my walls, Echoing my name ever so sinisterly....

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From early days, my path diverged alone, Not as the others danced beneath the sun. Their laughter echoed; mine a silent tone, A melody of one, by none begun. The brook’s soft murmur spoke in tongues to me, While others heard but water’s gentle flow. In rustling leaves, a cryptic symphony, A world within, where only I could go. The tempest’s roar, to...

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underneath the rare glimmer of a ...

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Lost Underneath this despair Lies darkness that loots Loots the humanity inside of me It is darkness I see,not humanity It is darkness that sees me,not humanity Dead Dead Is the light of hope Hope for the light that outshines the darkness Darkness that loots,the sanity inside me Gloom Gloom Fills the heart that loves,that loved In the time of emptiness Gloom is what fills me,gloom is...

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feels so close I could walk up and with my finger touch the moon seems like nothing else exists and i’m alone swaddled in a tranquility that’s magnificent and surreal i can feel it pulsate to the beat of Mother Earth’s cadent heart there’s a distinct aura of tangible complicity and this is where i belong right here in the now of it AP: Honorable...

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