Loneliness Poems
Too Late
by Leigh Yah
I grabbed my coat and took off
Went out for a walk
I know I've been told
That the streets are cold.
The moment I took a step
I know I'm not safe
But it doesn't matter
Because I...didn't even matter.
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Namelessness
by Hope Norton
If a crane was lost but not found
would it circle the latitudes of the earth for eternity?
For his featherdress to dissolve.
Would humans still watch it glide over their roofs,
as he does each fortnight’s first afternoon,
sitting by the alcove of their dormer windows
and give it a name?
defeat the sheer purpose of his flight?
Love bombing
by Marra Makinen
Why is love bombing a bad thing?
Given another name, it's not nearly as ill-intentioned:
Praise, lavishment, veneration.
I'd rather be bombarded with remarks of admiration
Than be met with resentful acts and indignation
My admirers may wear double-sided veils
And their bombs may be strategically cast
But who am I to dissuade such adoration-
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another loveless art student
by Bogdan Dragos
He comes home from art school
and finds cold food on the table
and a note
Something along the lines
be good, eat, do your homework,
clean your room, be good
Love, mom
He puts the food in the microwave
pushes the buttons
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I always listen
by Bogdan Dragos
He was older than me
by a good eight years
he felt worthy to give me life
advice
I agreed.
It’s my personal rule. Never turn away
from a tale. Listen to anything
and everyone when they’re willing to share.
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Namelessness
by Hope Norton
If a crane was lost but not found
would it circle the latitudes of the earth for eternity?
For his featherdress to dissolve.
Would humans still watch it glide over their roofs,
as he does each fortnight’s first afternoon,
sitting by the alcove of their dormer windows
and give it a name?
defeat the sheer purpose of his flight?
A Tuesday Evening Show
by Hope Norton
There are heavy chains clinging to my body at all times.
They tape me onto a stage where i stand
to perform.
As one of them:
the background requisites.
I am solely somebody’s doll
that will wince, but only quietly,
when you pull out one of her hairs.
And I‘ll make sure to keep my porcelain face
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Stood Up
by Scott Biggerstaff
The wind last night was something else
In the sun I felt warmed from the outside in
Warmed down a few centimeters only to be robbed
By gusts of icy chill foreshadowing this morning’s snow
I sat outside a taco joint reading Heaney
Waiting for a date I knew wasn’t showing up
I’ve been so hungry to connect my prerequisites
Have fallen away one by one
How can I climb out of this hole and feel the sun again?
There’s a difference between the sort of warmth that sheds layers
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Loneliness
by Sharon Morgan
How my heart does pour with the blood of you
No bandage can stop you from seeping through
You have forcibly held me against my will
With a gaping hole too deep to fill
You have nurtured an existence, so solitaire
One starved of affection, in need of care
Quiet is my enemy, loud the ticking clock
Urging my life to take stock
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Life Is To Short To Score Little (Poem) by Christen Kuikoua
by Christen Kuikoua
It Is not Death Most people are Afraid Of
But it is getting to the end of life only to realize
That you never truly lived
Most people On Their Dead Bed,
Don't regret the things they did
but the things they didn't do
The risks they never took
and Finally the dream they didn't pursue
So if I ask You today
will you last Words be ' If Only I had'
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Christen Kuikoua (2 poems about Loneliness)
Christen Kuikoua ( born Christen Kuikoua Keutchankeu on March 1st, 2007) Is an American actor, aspiring fashion model, singer, poet, Instagrammer, and Internet Personality. -
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