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Solitude

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone.
For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air.
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.

Rejoice, and men will seek you;

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The Wind

by Vikram Seth

With no companion to my mood,
Against the wind as it should be,
I walk, but in my solitude
Bow to the wind that buffets me.

Be Drunk

by Charles Baudelaire

You have to be always drunk. That's all there is to it--it's the
only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks
your back and bends you to the earth, you have to be continually
drunk.
But on what?Wine, poetry or virtue, as you wish. But be
drunk.
And if sometimes, on the steps of a palace or the green grass of
a ditch, in the mournful solitude of your room, you wake again,
drunkenness already diminishing or gone, ask the wind, the wave,
the star, the bird, the clock, everything that is flying, everything

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Prometheus Unbound: Act I (Excerpt)

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

SCENE.--A Ravine of Icy Rocks in the Indian Caucasus. Prometheus is discovered bound to the Precipice. Panthea and Ione areseated at his feet. Time, night. During the Scene, morning slowly breaks.
Prometheus.
Monarch of Gods and Dæmons, and all Spirits
But One, who throng those bright and rolling worlds
Which Thou and I alone of living things
Behold with sleepless eyes! regard this Earth
Made multitudinous with thy slaves, whom thou
Requitest for knee-worship, prayer, and praise,
And toil, and hecatombs of broken hearts,
With fear and self-contempt and barren hope.

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Song

by Allen Ginsberg

The weight of the world
is love.
Under the burden
of solitude,
under the burden
of dissatisfaction

the weight,
the weight we carry
is love.

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Recent Solitude Poems

Solitude

by Aurel Mirashi

My emotional ineptitude has led me to intellectual escapism,
My numb body is ironed by the oppressive walls of an inhumane job,
My troubled sleep has been ongoing for so long,
Occasionally I get to revel in a fleeting reprieve,
The entire world seems devoid of meaning
Loneliness has seeped into every pore of my being,
Everyone seems so distant, so emotionally unavailable,
There's no more hope in me,
Do I find strength in my alienating solitude?
There's no meaning in suffering,

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why the hues of a cloud turns

by Ella Sophia

walking through sunset
vividly i see a beauty if forms
i breathe and think — inhaling the dirty air
which brushes past against my skin
envisaging a life that one may please
to have . . .

all stones crushing beneath my feet
nothing i feel but a heart-clenching sore
misty-eyed as i reminisce

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I Did Not Sing Today

by John Stetson

I did not sing today.
I walked long,
But there was no song
As I went about my way.

I did not talk today.
There was no friend
With smile to lend
And kind thought steered my way.

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Solace

by Jupiters Angel

People often ask me
what are you doing, where are you going.
Well actually I don't know what I'm doing
I don't know where I'm going.
I can still feel my feet on the ground
tomorrow the weather may wear a different gown
despite a date for measured crown.
West to east
Laiden without feast
provide and chase the least.

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Gama

by Okunola iyanuoluwa

He tastes solitude
on Gama,
Savoury to his buds.

He is a bird,
Pearching hymns,
He is a fig
Among fronds.