Loneliness Poems
The Sailor's Wife
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
She’s one lonely soul with occasional
Nosebleed, all from the sea-salt of distant
Waves, charmed to weariness by breezes powerful enough
To unfurl umbrellas rolled behind Grandfather’s clock.
She combs her lofty hair seawards, with particles, flimsy and
Delicately grey, tiny and microscopic, storming the sea in their looseness.
She hopes to borrow the strength of the waves
And attract her wayward husband’s lost attention imprisoned
By the west and south seas.
Her letters, before they reach him on the fragrant sails
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The Necessary Empty:
by Zac Posner
Many men know the feeling of the necessary empty,
Its a promise that life brings, to some sooner, but to all by latest twenty
The feeling is not bound by a set time or place,
Some try minimize it, or even hide from it, when it reveals its hazy face
What few seem to realize, is suppressing and running can only get you so far,
The empty is neither meant to be feared nor faced head on, as it makes a man who they are
Experience is experience both the good and the bad,
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Suspended In Thin Air
by Frangipani Rhett
If you ain't got family
Damn (then?) you don't have anything
There's nobody home
But they're there just the same
Ghosts with eyes you can't see
Watching from the corners like creeps
It's so scary and it's shameful I wish I had a family who wanted me
Home, I just want to be home
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Searching for you...?
by Christine Kuruvilla
I search for the warmth of your arms,
But it seems too distant for me to find...
The world it tries to tear me apart,
Like I’m an object they own.
The world ‘sees’ me,
Stripping me of my mind, body and soul.
One day the glass will shatter,
Let me fall into your arms-
Let me break apart and fall into your arms again.
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बस इतना टूट चुकी हूँ
by Muskan Sharma
बस टूट चुकी हूँ
खुदसे क्या कहूँ
किसी से क्या बात करूँ
मन ही नहीं करता
किसी के पास जाने का
किसी से दो घड़ी बात करने का
खुदसे भी यूँ मुँह मोड़ लिया है मैंने
बस टूट चुकी हूँ
सवाल करना चाहती हूँ
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Alone
by Rohan Bhadange
Desperation is an ugly thing.
Loneliness more hideous still.
Maybe not for the reasons you think
But because it doesn't encapsulate some petty thrill.
We have countless numbers,
On themes of heartbreak.
Soulful notes ring
In commemoration of love lost.
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Eenzaamheid
by Mario Odekerken
In stilte dwaal ik door de nacht,
de lichten zacht,de straten koud,
geen stem die nog mijn naam verwacht,
geen hand die in de mijne houdt.
De schaduw van een oud gemis
ligt als een sluier op mijn huid,
een echo van wat ooit er is-
maar nu voorgoed voorbij,veruit.
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The Sailor's Wife
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
She’s one lonely soul with occasional
Nosebleed, all from the sea-salt of distant
Waves, charmed to weariness by breezes powerful enough
To unfurl umbrellas rolled behind Grandfather’s clock.
She combs her lofty hair seawards, with particles, flimsy and
Delicately grey, tiny and microscopic, storming the sea in their looseness.
She hopes to borrow the strength of the waves
And attract her wayward husband’s lost attention imprisoned
By the west and south seas.
Her letters, before they reach him on the fragrant sails
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white sparkling wine
by Ella Sophia
poor girl keeps getting haunted
deep in mind , she’ll done be screaming
all words rushed down throat
throughout left and above , nothing made sense
jostled yet stayed
pinned up against all crosses ;
she’ll be living solely in delusion
fantasy at twenties , be fearless they say ,
here in square-tinted blue room
one knees bent crying it all-out confines of
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bouquet of white flowers
by Ella Sophia
i never received flowers
there was none
, not even the color i like
no yellow , no pink , no purple
i never received flowers
only when i was buried
mind buried alive
body deep down at sea
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