"lonly" poems
When I see that beautiful smile protruding from your face
it makes my heart pitter patter in a frenzied race.
Oh but it isn't just your smile that makes my heart beat fast
it's the way you talk so sweetly and our friendship that will last.
I am so extremely happy that you're here in my life,
yes without you my life would be lonly and filled with sadness and strife,
but it isn't, because I found you and you saved me from all this madness
you are my guardian angel thanks for ending all my sadness.
Jun 12, 2012
Jun 12, 2012 at 3:52 AM UTC
Please forgive me when I laugh at another thing you've forgotten.
I do not mean to imply your brain is rotten.
Please forgive me when I get annoyed by your confusion.
I know it's not your fault your mind has a shakey vision.
I wish I could help you when memory fades.
However there is no easy remedy made.
Please know how much I love you and your funny ways .
If only that was enough to prove you're not a lonly member.
I would remind you of all our happy days
But even for me it's hard to remember.
I hope I do not become like you.
I hate myself for saying it but it is true.
I love you.
And I hate that you forget.
Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 7:46 PM UTC
looking
across the waters
as you stood
upon the shore,
a warm feeling
your only comfort.
shadows of
a distant past
so long before.
memories
now fresh
of love undone,
the mingling
of two hearts
that beat as one.
sights
and sounds
and vague imaginings
that passed so long ago,
a time of love
so seldom had
that few have come to know.
me,
i was fine
up to the time
that you gathered me aside,
speaking of matters
so far from thought,
of how
your mind
and spirit fought,
and how you cannot
accept the time
although your heart
has recieved a sign.
why
do you
unplug my ears
and open my eyes
if not
selfishly
to console your fears
and subdue your sighs.
were
you tired
of being lonly
standing in spirit
by the sea,
are you
crying out
for you only
or are you
calling out for me.
what purpose served
in judging so quickly,
so swiftly,
so much.
why
make us
within arms reach
when you remain
so out of touch.
you run
at the sound
of love's
unfinished call,
then turn
on your heel
and unsure
of your direction,
you stall.
hiding
in your craft
to appease your muse,
the oils
they dry so slow.
creating visions
of what you choose,
still,
not always
of what you know.
ships and bluffs
and the face of love,
the canvas
again and again will change.
images of
a sea so rough
and a love
determined to remain.
paint me
out of the picture,
paint another man over me,
it will not change
that it was me
that stood aboard
that ship
below the cliff
that you stood upon.
behind you
the rolling highlands
of our beloved scotland,
while below you
the thickness of mist
hides that we list
and are going down.
then waves crashing
and men thrashing,
don't you know
that i have drowned.
your
tears add
to the
vastness
of the sea,
i know
that although
you cry for you
you also cry for me.
paint dries faster
than the tears
you have shed,
for a heart
cannot master
a love
that is not dead.
i wish
that you had
been spared
the wait,
knowing what
it is to grieve.
you felt you only
standing at the gate
though hand in hand with me.
if
i could have
kissed your cheek
to take away your pain.
for i
would do
anything for you,
even die again...
© 2000
© 2000
Jun 19, 2012
Jun 19, 2012 at 9:14 AM UTC
A lifetime felt with cheating hearts all echoed from my past, the promises trues and I love you s were each so very ment to last, so fine was this time of sharing built with honesty and trust, these vows now left inside my mind to slowly gather dust, I struggle through tomorrow searhing for hope yet fall behind, while broken dreams and silent screams play re_runs in bmy mind, its hard to tell whats wrong from real when dark cover dim the light, I close my eyes and dream a dream of heaven everynite, its all I know this misery I hold no guiding hands, these scars I show a lesson that I yet dont understand, another day awaits me in this life I call my own, a cruel delay frustrates me as I face this world alone, ill let words once said and tears lonly sheded rest peacefully in my heart, cause I know the pain of love in vain will always play its part, so with open arms i welcome such new dreams that will arrive, i only pray to find one day, A love without goodbyes
Feb 9, 2013
Feb 9, 2013 at 10:45 AM UTC
Interesting! The heart is caged, behind so many bony bars. Yet still it can be cut and slashed, then left so full of scars. We all have our turn left bleeding, our souls pouring on the floor. As the one we loved so much, passes through our door. The tears go rolling down our face, dripping off our chin. Every thought inside our head, saying it's the end. The joy in life forever gone, how can love be again? Is there anybody anywhere, who has a heart to lend? Every time I show it, it gets another burn. Why do I refuse to see, why is it I can't learn? Lost upon these desolate shores, I forever sail alone. A very very lonly soul, a heart that knows no home. A tall and raging water fall, seething emotions foam. Not a single drop of love, can to my heart be shone. As the emotion we most live for, strains through endless sands, a sun that lights our sky above, departs for distant lands. I'm now left standing by myself, a lonely broken man. Giving love to someone else, I no longer think I can. My heart broken to many times, now lost forever more. A sweet old man that lives alone, a bachelor to the core. Copyright ©2007 Rew
Oct 1, 2010
Oct 1, 2010 at 7:44 PM UTC
Why is it every time you live somewhere it feels like your not wanted. Even with your parents or parent you feel like your not wanted. Even if you try your best to make everyone happy and accept you still dont feel wanted. I guess when you let go of people that do hurt you you feel even lonlier because u dont have them hurting alot.Its like an empty space in your life which i guess would be good because its not any pain but your so use to it it feels like your missing a big piece in your life.Because your so use to taking the blame and dealing with the hurt. You want it back so you dont feel lonly but you dont want it back because it is nice not having everything be blamed on you even if you didnt do it. Guess what i really am missing is church god in mylife and feeling is love and appearence in mylife. Knowing that he is with me each and every step of the way. Knowing and feeling the love and appearence of him. I need christian friends people that can show me a good path and how to be in control of mylife. To show me how to guide my siblings the way my mom wants to guide them. Show my siblings that i can be obediant with them and my parents. Not to yell or stomp my feet when i get mad or fusterasted. Not to get annoyed when my littles sibs say something over and over to acknowledge them calmly and not yell. To be able to give them adivce and love them when they want to be loved. I want that for them because I never had it so I am going to try and be calm with them and be nicer to them. I want them to be able to be close to them and love them unconditionally. Even when they tell my parents about every little thing i have to deal with it and know they are doing because they care. I didnt know how much caring would be so hard to except even when it doesnt annoy you. I know deep down in my heart i love it and i am smiling trying to hide it because i love it . Even if it is something that i love i still like it in the end. But it still ***** that its gone. end the end i know its because they love me. They wouldnt of taken me in if they didnt.
Feb 19, 2011
Feb 19, 2011 at 11:04 AM UTC
You rid yourself of the pain...
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• By drowning your sorrows in alcohol.
• By burning your misery in a blunt.
• By cutting yourself.
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But guess what?
At the end of the day you still feel empty & lonly inside, because the temporary
relief is well temporary. So you just can't quite get rid of the feelings of pain but you can learn to live with it
& keep on walking down your road of life where you will one day heal with time.
Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 8:58 PM UTC
dustbunny's lonly heart
lay neith the chair
her fine hair flowin
her grey dress as beautiful as can be
she sat the quiet summer day
waiting for a passing breeze
knew he would come for her
someday
once she was the beauty queen
all the other bunnys
crowed round
admiring her fine fine looks
but as they passed this chair
she got caught in a crevice
and watched as the rest of the
bunnys swept along on the breeze
laughing and playing
living the bunny dream
she has waited here
for the breeze man to pick her up
and take her back to her friends
but little did she know
that the people who owned the house
had fixed the broken window
and breeze man couldnt come to rescue her
instead a terrible fate awaited her
vacuum cleaner girl
was gonna find her
and eat her
breeze man beat upon the window
trying to find her
but vacuum girl really *****
and in the end
she found
dustbunny
Oct 18, 2013
Oct 18, 2013 at 8:45 AM UTC
That art of fuge
Let bach rise in
The grass the neihbor
And I are mad for.
The top of my longues.
Every inch in my gut the air
Escapes with the scream
I saw this morning.
The lonly seagull flying
Over blue waves
Moves to fast to paint
The muse on sail boats
Searching fornwind.
The wind to go north.
Towards the border
Of new places.
The heart im told
Explains my metaphoric soul.
But from the angle I saw
Captured me with music.
How mad was john clare
When he saw the whole entire world.
He wasnt crazy
Im crazy to ingore
The muse.
The moonlite sonnata
And day breaking dawn.
Where the trees dead rings
Tell me thirty years ago
My mother saw six feet of snow
And she was glad.
Wennever can get tired
When we act like children.
The liberation hears every
Seed in a pink lady apple.
We were born to feel
The colors of art.
We were born to die in
The irony of death.
We came out with the ego
Of a thousand parrots
Repeat what youve learned and
Heard. Give it to the universal
Brahma of creation.
Nov 13, 2013
Nov 13, 2013 at 1:19 PM UTC
I'm tired of these lonely nights.
I just want it to end.
Simple words, or complacaited.
cannot describe how I'm feeling.
There is no one who understands.
No one shares this pain, this absenceof happiness, this great devoid loneliness.
And no one knows that I'm feeling this.
No one realizes that i'm slipping into my madness.
What would happen?
If people knew. What if i tell someone?
Would they listen? No.
It wouldn't matter anyway. You, sheet of paper, white with such straight blue lines, are my only friend.
I spill myself onto you.
You know all of my pain and sorrow and heartache.
You, you are the only thing fit to judge me.
And that is too fine.
As harsh as i judge myself.
I can't imagine me from the outside.
I cannot imagine the brutality that could only come from you, my love.
My only true love, my true savior.
And still there is another.
There is another who has shown me her love.
But I could not, without great repercussions,
Write hondreds of thousands of millions of words upon her flesh.
And i miss her, For her absence
Must be (What could it be?) the source of this loneliness.
Not this everlasting agony and in my soul,
no.
She is the only one to come close to you.
She is the only one with the capabilities, the patience to east my hurt.
And now i must go, for she has to come to relieve this lonly feeling.
Farewell, my true outlet.
Oct 21, 2013
Oct 21, 2013 at 12:35 PM UTC
beat the drum,
it stands for something to those who hear,
the echoes of his footsteps call,
pain clings,
the frozen darkness ****** my skin,
beating heart,
hushed voices echo the reapers song,
this hell of mine,
holding back,
fighting back,
screaming,
lost inside this emptiness,
lonly,
a ghostly shadow before me,
only brings on misery,
this be the end,
blood and tears run through the walls,
softly hit the drum,
loudly hit the drum,
the midnight cold is creeping in,
the reapers song echos through the darkness
by scarlet rose
Feb 18, 2014
Feb 18, 2014 at 3:02 PM UTC
until presence awake beneath hallow Moons
Purify water tis waken moore' hind
Anglo sea seep, teeth mark O'er only lions
marshes set ablaze twined looks clock kist mind
bellows hours come rise sepent vagabong kind
hello thee waken lonly tusks thrash and throb
member BA distain radius girth see'th cob
Aug 19, 2017
Aug 19, 2017 at 8:31 PM UTC
I picked up my old powerless staff.. I had little strength left in my old body. Even my staff seem to age with me. It felt brittle and dry. I looked up at the beautiful night sky. I knew I had been gone for to long. Even the stars looked down on me waiting for me to awaken.
I still remember the chant.. I can still hear my young voice shout it out.. Time truly does heal. I was broken and defeated. My soul shattered and left at this lonly planet on the otherside of my galaxy. But the cracks are filled and healed. My light is glowing once again in the darkness. I stand in the star light with my staff over my head and whisper out the chant.
!!!!Naidraug nogard esir!!!!
I felt all the life return to me. I felt all the warmness around me. My glowing light had turned into a blue shining light.. I was me again.. My youth returned and my power stronger than before. I was the blue mage, sky priest of the sky oceans, Blue light of the North star.. I floated above the ground with my staff spinning above me.. I called forth the Dragon in me. Secalos, Star serpent of the blue inferno. I flew into the skies and released my blue inferno. I lit up the night as a false blue sun.. I flew to the stars toward the nearest sun. There I will gather my energy to defeat the destroyer that nearly destroyed me..
Jul 25, 2017
Jul 25, 2017 at 5:58 PM UTC
*what do you think about a poet who writes
about how depressed they are
about how lonly they are
about how heart broken they are
but yet has,
two kids
two dogs
a beautiful husband
drives a Lexus
goes to soccer pratice
has a very large checking account
forget their savings and retierment
thats beyond belief
eats caviar
has diamond ear rings
a rolex
travels
and lives a great life
whats up with that ****
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 8:22 AM UTC
why I am just writing about sadness
about the things you did
lie's, hating life and so much more
I seen to not see the way out
years of pain of it all
so that is just same old time
nothing you say is going right in my life
I thinking that I made the wrong mistake
why can I run from you
this is no fun when I am trying to see the future
but nothing I said is getting through
I just started on with the power of hopefulness
then there to begin with on this lonly road
of pain and just being the saying the less
relevant to nothing you say nor do
Im through with you
but still I have a question?
Oct 6, 2011
Oct 6, 2011 at 8:57 PM UTC
Love seems out of reach
An impossible delusion
that will never be
a notion that is not meant for me
I love alone
but alone can never love me
Feb 16, 2013
Feb 16, 2013 at 11:28 PM UTC
I wait upon the morning star
Beneath the sullen trees
And from the lonly wind I hear
A bittersweet melody
Well, it was a voice, truth be told,
A maiden dressed in black
And as she turned, and stood I saw
The tears fall down her back
I knew she was crying for the star,
The new one in the sky
Perhaps hers would keep mine well,
Though old, it shone nearby
Beneath the trees I met her,
The willows weeping too,
Side by side, she and I cried
While the world carried on its tune
Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 5:08 PM UTC
Beneath my feet
Lys green grass
A ball approaching from a distance
hesitating, thinking should I catch or ignore it but I think fast and react
just before it passes my vision
I look up and there lyes a child smiling with joy
Her mother following closly behind like a fumble at a football game
She smiles and thanks me for my unheroic deed
As she walks away my heart beggs me to ask her stay
So I reacted quickly "saying" please mistress would please join me on my lonly read in the park
She answers well I would hate to intrude but I will if you insist
She sits closely enough to where her hair brushes my face
The suns beautiful rays of sunshine brings out her beautiful eyes
Dark and brown where the color of her eyes
Her skin so soft like sleeping on air suspended by nothing but love........
Part 2 Coming soon
Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 9:19 AM UTC
it is that time of year
where hearts are upon us
to the young
they are only paper hearts
given to a friend
never knowiing
what is love
or
what is pain
lonly hearts
may feel the same
make no mistake
love is great
shower them well
with loving gifts
show her love and apprciate
romance like no other
she holds your heart
and you hold her's
do something different
not them norm
roses
candy
cards
and
stuffed animals
are all the same
i can tell you a secret
that drives them insane
broken hearts
can make amends
enjoy this day with loving hearts
Feb 13, 2015
Feb 13, 2015 at 6:55 AM UTC
im happy to day.
its such a beatiful day today '
the sun brings a smile to me .
the world would end up dead if ever one never had a smile .
now if i rains everone is sad cause it gets dark in lonly
Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 7:14 PM UTC
I'd splinter you with kisses
Unbound by fear and ingnorant with
The lonly bee keeper alone.
I'd wish endless wells erupteted to
My wishes all alone spare my own penny
I'd dive under cars and sing until you
Gave into my rusty note and lunged for my life and levy under my unarmed seranade until the cops sing he's a menace who never had to change.
I'd go endless and naked pools of wealthy under brick until we bunker in the warm beds cloth of clear blue water and kiss like nature opening her ponds of endless algae
I'd say my words forever until your dying truth goes past failure to suceed.
Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 3:56 AM UTC
That month again where it all goes wrong
Sitting here with only a sad song
Words of encouragement like just stay strong
While my thoughts keep screaming move along
The pain of the past creap more this time
Looking at pictures of families drink wine
But I don't have that I don't have fun
I wake up alone just another lonly one
Merry Christmas and Happy New year
Every one happy full if cheer
But I sit and wait for the months end to draw near
Dec 4, 2021
Dec 4, 2021 at 6:48 PM UTC
help me
I'm stuck in a hole
i can't escape my inner feelings
deeper and deeper i go
deeper and deeper i dig
a hole so deep that no one can save me
a rope
in my hole i see a rope fall
i grab on and start to climb
higher and higher i go
more and more risks
till i can see the top
till i can no longer climb
till i fall
at the bottom of my hole i weep
my tears fill my hole
i am buried in my hole
i can no longer breath
i can no longer feel hurt
but i can feel empty
lonly
usless
and afraid
now my hole is deeper than ever
i try to climb the rope on my own
i try to dig my way out
but i fall
but i get too tired
i can't go on any longer
i have no one to help
i am pleading
people ignore my screams for help
i am being attacked
the hole gets deeper the more they ignore
i can not be saved
i can not be protected
i am alone
i have no one
i have nothing
i can't escape
i am pleading
but i am ignored
there is only one way to escape my hole
and soon i am laying lifeless in my hole
and no longer will my hole get deeper
Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 3:22 PM UTC