Aloneness Poems

Aloneness poems bring the best collection of short and long aloneness poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great aloneness rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these aloneness poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on aloneness are here for you.

Aloneness Of Fire

Aloneness Of Fire short poem

He was asking for, at least, a passive euthanasia. Rage or hostility was giving pain to phantom limbs. Race puts forth, a trembling version of ethnic choice. A piped dream which never took off. On middle of the road a

In Aloneness

In Aloneness short poem

It was a thorn in flesh before our fires met in midstream, the waterplant had become untouchable. I saw you lying behind a thin veil, like a prophet, in timeless agony. The moon had left a wreath for a failed

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Alone

Alone short poem

Alone I walk alone I stand Known only to God’s angelic band Sometimes a blessing and a curse Solitude my friend for better or worse Many go seek elsewhere delight But I can see that she holds the light Only

The Window

The Window prose poem

A Buddha moon bellies upon the clouds And with the staccato echo of heels on concrete I hurry to my window, for it was the sound of when once you came home In that time when I knew love by

In The Morning Of Summer

In The Morning Of Summer short poem

In the morning of summer, when life was lonely Sitting beneath the trees, and thinking about you My heart, my heart is lonely Still don’t realize you left me lonely In the morning of summer, when life was lonely Remembering

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Step Off The Cliff

Step Off The Cliff prose poem

step off the cliff that’s the fool artist’s life- abandon all hope ye who enter here- what? no audacity? the monster gentrification approaches- wild-eyed- sniffing- is it canine- is it feline? step off the cliff simon says take twelve steps-

In Inward alonenss

In Inward alonenss short poem

One by one leaves had gone, several and many times. Lone tree, standing naked in dry wind was ready to walk. In inward aloneness to know the roots. You look straight into the eyes of primeval suffering. Under a cramped

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Vulnerability

Vulnerability short poem

I stand naked At the window A rough wind Disarranges my hair Harsh sun rays Beat my bosom Into a merciless submission And I cringe at the touch Of your manipulative fingers My conscience Is like bad breath Reeking of

Dying Moments

Dying Moments long poem

I suddenly fell ill & got into a semi conscious state My wife gets panicky and rushes me to the hospital Doctors put me straight into I C U I faintly hear Doctors whispering this as a hopeless case I

I Will Be Happy (no Matter What)

I Will Be Happy (no Matter What) long poem

Well sometimes I feel like running away I tell myself there’s not much keeping me Here anyhow but then I hear a voice saying I love you baby so want you stay, please Stay…well and I always do but this

Juliet

Juliet long poem

She had big eyes Sweet soft reply like nectar Hands, feet & face Her hair would flow with a trace Loved to be loved in a world so very cold She humbly kept a diary To capture her imainery friend

Random Sin

Random Sin short poem

In pinnate physicals, the thing, moves like a stark terror savagely. A primal fear takes over, because dead don’t speak. The bullet had passed through chest. Mutiny of dumb dandelions, lipless voices in the sea of madness. Search for a

Will go away, if you want me to

Will go away, if you want me to short poem

Will go away if you want me to.. I am one of those omens, one of those spells that someone has cast on thee to make you feel again, for better or worse how can I say, that is for

Mystery Of Life

Mystery Of Life short poem

One’s Life is a book with its pages bound in random Contents of it is like a potboil thriller packed with tears and fears, agony and ,Ecstasy disappointments and exuberance losing and winning hating and liking Life is a beauty

Alas My Red Roses

Alas My Red Roses short poem

I live in the cabin up in the woods Where the river winds its way through the oaks Wild squirrels racing on the rosewoods My hound sits by receiving backstrokes I love lilies but more of red roses Stuck in

Use It No More

Use It No More long poem

I mailed a letter to the almighty for the things I want, Instead the letter I received was attached with cowardice with it. A father with no spine neither free will to begin, Was one of the things God bestowed

Believe In What You Dream

Believe In What You Dream short poem

Day’s gone and night’s coming along, Its time to go to bed. Dream it once and dream it twice, And put all the things in your head. Live in your dreams and make it live. Bring all the memories out.

The Sad Old Drunk Without A Head

The Sad Old Drunk Without A Head short poem

Numb at noon and thoughts adrift He takes another sip The turmoil in his head, confused A twitch..and then a clumsy shift A snap of fingers, “Another please” His bloodshot eyes seem lost Fumbling for his change, he finds A

Innately miscible

Innately miscible prose poem

From my lashes fall a salty solution but never the solution to the trigger of my violent pollution. Feeding the well within me with ammunition of self-pity. My thoughts seeking through garbage dumps of my mishaps, picking up and hoarding

Live Up To Your Potential

Live Up To Your Potential short poem

Ouch! What a sharp jab? Oh God! What is happening to me? Why should I suffer like this? And you go on and on, Blame Him! Otherwise what can you do better? God has given you everything, Name them, talents,

End Reservation!

End Reservation! short poem

Brahmin wrote it and Sanctified in thousands names of gods. Gods from books Ruled the sky; Over land and water. The real God is banished As dark matter! Shudra had nothing; The land his placenta fallen Or the sky he

It’s Finished

Its Finished prose poem

The burial ground should not be a place of buried treasures The bodies of the deceased are all that should be found there We brought nothing into this world, and nothing should go out Blessed are we who die in

Color Change

Color Change short poem

from known to known fear moves in a circle, like a cheetah; a jounery starts from shivers to shivers – when it was pouring the taste of sting ascending loosening beside between the lips a word strieks, terror spills from

Under Your Nose

Under Your Nose short poem

Dividing bridges in the grimace of time, Earth peeled and uprooted in a perfidious chime, Upholstery of ashes do perplex the sun, Blurry vision does escape the wanton hun, Moon braces for the evening sun, Cradle of concrete that once

Nature’s Picture

Natures Picture short poem

I saw her snow capped mountains, Her fields of purest gold, Her cup runs over, All nature has no hold I saw her mighty rivers, Heard her oceans roar Stood in awe and wonderment, As if never seen before Her

Female Silence

Female Silence long poem

I fell asleep in my chair I awoke and a room full of smiling women Looked at me With Death’s Stare I asked myself Am I dreaming? What are these women scheming? I fear my mind these women soon will

Find The Way

Find The Way short poem

It takes a hard surface to sharpen a knife. Neither surface is willing to give. Difficulties sharpen the way we live. When they are overcome, life holds more to give. The number one is uncontested. Number two denotes conflict. The

Cogitation Of A Soul

Cogitation Of A Soul short poem

Your Look concaves my retina… Truth… dripped from my Eye!… Each moment is moisturized by fractured fractals. Engaged in your disengagement in this residual stillness, my past Self… still spins inside an alabaster universe… Choice?… just an illusion in these

Ode To A House That Harboured Beginnings And Ends

Ode To A House That Harboured Beginnings And Ends ode

Beloved houses die in essence, Beloved people in mass. These treasures seem to balance. Upon infinitesimal hours. For houses die subtle silent deaths, Like furtive fading seasons. Like shadows of dimming lengths, As the fugitive sun hastens. They die –

The Beginning

The Beginning short poem

Me, Myself & I Will go toe to toe With any Goliath why? Because I possess The heart of a Lion I contain the mentality of a Wolf While I hold the strength of a Gorilla I am a human

I Am In Love With That …

I Am In Love With That ... short poem

I am in love with that pain That forces me to write The flower that keeps butterflies happy The water that is met by a traveler in a desert I am in love with that ray of Sun That falls

My Road To Anhedonia

My Road To Anhedonia prose poem

Deeper as it dredged, I came empty That’s how dishonesty swept happiness out of me, My mood was left uneasy I was disturbed. I was overstimulated. While the sun beams at the window, the day has ended for me But

Kites.

Kites. long poem

Kites , high they fly On their distinct path Wandering, discovering, redefining … With burning desire They fly… Red, green, white, gray and golden All belonged to me Or do they?? Red , is my first favourite It flies forever,

Cacophony within

Cacophony within prose poem

As the dusk sets in reluctance envelopes me pestering me and asking me the same question again And again. I ignore, unwillingly check-out drag my vehicle ahead, but the slightest touch of wind drifts me, scares me and travels me

Conversation

Conversation short poem

It takes two and preferably some place for settling down to administer its ways. Concurrent voices condoning each line which voices offer to be tried for size concatenate the assemblage of lines that with the swell and tonal foam must

Use Your Imagination

Use Your Imagination short poem

Dull, dark, dank and desolate, Standing amidst the crowd of all things ignored. It mulls over the utter uselessness of being bestowed, Upon the creatures that so nonchalantly wave it off. What purpose does it serve, what fortune does it

Sidmouth Seafront

Sidmouth Seafront prose poem

It’s the end of April, winter’s signs are just fading And we’ve gone to the seafront, walking along the promenade. Sometimes stopping To gaze at the murky brown winter’s-end ocean… But why? Stepping down onto the shingle, The large pebbles

Zombie

Zombie ode

Entombed beneath the cold cold ground Lie remains of one who grisly drowned Flesh and bone and stench of bile Is this really his eternal domicile? Legend has it they come back To rule the night for they lack The

Father To Son

Father To Son short poem

I touch your cheek I’m surprised, it’s cold I reach for your hand I need it to hold I look into eyes That once gleamed and sparkled As we loved and laughed And wrestled and tickled The eyes are now

A Reason To Hang Around

A Reason To Hang Around long poem

Well you haven’t given me much of a reason these past few seasons to put my whole heart into this so-called relationship…well I need to know if you still love me or not…I Need A Reason To Hang Around I

Process

Process short poem

Starting is the process which energies you, you are all excited, so many ideas, the whole dream is seen through the thoughts, action starts, you come to realize that its more than you thought, its tough, you take the first

The Ballad Of The Skateboarding Ant

The Ballad Of The Skateboarding Ant ballad

If you’ve ever seen an ant go whizzing by faster than his friends and with goggles on his eye’s, then without a doubt, skidding through the plants, you’ve met my friend Albert, The skate-boarding ant. From the day he was