Loneliness Poems
Today, I am
by Aras Acolipeps
Today, I am unable.
I’m incapable and unstable,
and if you thought I was ready,
well, give up already!
Today, I am small.
So I’m putting up a tall wall,
you’ll never get to me,
I won’t let you see.
......
My Flat - 6th-7th January 2024
by Gilligan Snolepart
Sitting in my own flat
MY flat
The coziness. The quiet!
With two floors, a spare bathroom
And no mortgage on it
Go fuck yourself Generation Rent!
What an achievement hey
I worked hard to get there
And when the mail comes through
It is for me, just me
......
Drowning
by Bill Mykhillz
Fond of her
Little to believe you lost her
And not let go.
Wishing she thinks about you
Whiles you drown.
In the middle of the ocean
There is no swimming out.
The path
by Andrew Smart
The path is long,
The road is eerie,
The night is cold,
The soul is weary.
You clutch your candle close,
Protect it as it burns.
It's barely illuminating,
The twists and turns.
......
Night/Ніч (Ukrainian)
by Halyna Myroslava
Ніч
то звір
і затрусить і схлипне
і залиже до втрати життя
пропадеш та до досвітку зникнеш
тихо в мареві забуття
Ніч
то звір
що чекати
......
Today, I am
by Aras Acolipeps
Today, I am unable.
I’m incapable and unstable,
and if you thought I was ready,
well, give up already!
Today, I am small.
So I’m putting up a tall wall,
you’ll never get to me,
I won’t let you see.
......
The path
by Andrew Smart
The path is long,
The road is eerie,
The night is cold,
The soul is weary.
You clutch your candle close,
Protect it as it burns.
It's barely illuminating,
The twists and turns.
......
A Stranger in Foreign Lands
by Saleh Ben Saleh
I live among my very kind, equal in blood, but with a different mind. I always feel, I am alone, a tiny pebble in a pile of stone. Silent complaints and barren demands, I am a stranger in foreign lands.
Sleepless nights, wandering thoughts, entwined emotions of dreams I sought. Regions of sorrow and moments of pain, dark distant murmurs that drive me insane. Tearful eyes, and signs of fear, but in my nadir I must persevere.
On cold winter nights and in long summer days, I look for hope, in a praiseful phrase. Or a word of respect, once in a while, a cheerful laugh, or a comforting smile. A pat on the back, or a shake of the hand, signs of contentment that make me stand.
With a longing heart, I opened my eyes, and looked above, at the laden skies. I saw glimpses of memories, in a distant village, fading whispers and a shattered image. As clouds of emotions roamed high above, with the gusting wind I send home my love.
Saleh Ben Saleh
Night/Ніч (Ukrainian)
by Halyna Myroslava
Ніч
то звір
і затрусить і схлипне
і залиже до втрати життя
пропадеш та до досвітку зникнеш
тихо в мареві забуття
Ніч
то звір
що чекати
......
Dining Room Chair
by Gabriel Sanchez
Unvarnished and worn by age
see it slouch by the wall,
its silence sharper than the kitchen knives.
We rely on something or someone sturdy.
Facing the candlelight at meals, he holds her
to resist the decay of ashwood
until it breaks at its last supper.
He knows where the kindling goes.
......
