Loneliness Poems
Love bombing
by Marigold 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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Turning 21
by Rahma Abdulle
Scared;
Scared to see the world beyond the shade I've always gazed through. Afraid that there might be something that I've missed. Crippled with this feeling of anxiety that I don't belong that I'm not wanted that there's no way out for me. I'm afraid of my hopes and dreams, what once seemed like a lifetime away slowly creeping in….ticktock. it says, "are you ready yet? What have you to show for yourself" in debt and alone i silence myself for if I was to speak what could I say for myself?
I don't know you anymore
by Light AR
We knew each other when we were young.
The hairs between my eyebrows touched.
Your chin was bare, and cheeks were smooth,
unperturbed by decaying youth.
Staring at my hands while you
looked intently at my dry lips.
Impassioned glances have not held
the same innocence since we've hit
the stage ruled by expectation.
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Mountain Pines
by Robinson Jeffers
In scornful upright loneliness they stand,
Counting themselves no kin of anything
Whether of earth or sky. Their gnarled roots cling
Like wasted fingers of a clutching hand
In the grim rock. A silent spectral band
They watch the old sky, but hold no communing
With aught. Only, when some lone eagle's wing
Flaps past above their grey and desolate land,
Or when the wind pants up a rough-hewn glen,
Bending them down as with an age of thought,
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Life Plays With Death
by PYG's Whisper
I’ve been needing your lies
I’ve been craving your poison
I’ve been missing your demons
I’ve been loving your hater
While I was playing with death
While it was fucking me upside down
While I was freezing face to hell
I’ve been moaning your name
When my hands were trembling
When my soul was jumping
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Love bombing
by Marigold 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-
......
Turning 21
by Rahma Abdulle
Scared;
Scared to see the world beyond the shade I've always gazed through. Afraid that there might be something that I've missed. Crippled with this feeling of anxiety that I don't belong that I'm not wanted that there's no way out for me. I'm afraid of my hopes and dreams, what once seemed like a lifetime away slowly creeping in….ticktock. it says, "are you ready yet? What have you to show for yourself" in debt and alone i silence myself for if I was to speak what could I say for myself?
I saw a crow perched
by Grace Ulibarri
I saw a crow perched
on the tip of a tree branch.
When I sighed,
he raised one tattered, ebony wing.
As if to say,
“I too, feel pain.”
Enduring
by baby panda
do you think i’m good at being lonely?
if being lonely means
being unable to say
‘i love you’ to my parents
despite having worked up the courage
if being lonely means
being unable to say
‘i missed you’ to my friends
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Reflection
by baby panda
so this is how it is?
can never see your own worth
because you’re too busy
trying to see others’
creature in the mirror
staring at me with my own eyes
says
“you’ll never leave,
you’d rather break yourself
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