Isolation Poems

Isolation poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of isolation poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on isolation are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Isolation

Isolation short poem

I was dead and knew nothing I had simplicity But no one ever expects The event horizon of life A kind of recording Even though it’s sped up And sped up It retains its legibility Even when it can’t be

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Solo

Solo short poem

Alone he roams across skies, over coasts of gold that glint a steely silver as a crescent moon gleams near He hears the crash of waves on rocks that corrode and cry High rocks that formed before he was born

Lonely Reed Swaying

Lonely Reed Swaying short poem

So, it’s true That you are down in the Dumps and people look at you Like something the cat dragged in On a rainy day. Two simple words Would sum it all up It Sucks! Deep inside, it would be

Emptiness

Emptiness short poem

The carcass lay on solid ground but no more a part of it as the future not yet found A symbol of the wasteland on which nothing matters and even the winds do not make a sound The driest and

From A Different Eye

From A Different Eye short poem

Why am I like this? Why am I like that? Why am I…me…? Or possibly, My alienated mind; Exceptionally perceives, Sees the same World, Like you but; From a different eye. My being feels so outcast, Like the most complex

Kill The Smartphone

Kill The Smartphone prose poem

Cold fingers, glowing face Head down, thumbs up Red eyes, watery and strained Our heads ache from the new emperor’s reign. There’s buzzing pockets A reminder that it’s always there and the people on the other side demand our attention

Poems containing references to : Isolation

Cathartic Eclipse

Cathartic Eclipse short poem

I witnessed the death of the universe… Tumbling, crushing, spinning in the maddening chaos of the spiral Time! Eternity… ceased to exist, Time… was no more, my soul ripped asunder the stars… show no more! Pleading internally I succumb my

State Of Birth

State Of Birth prose poem

M portrays my feeling of MISSING something that I never had, and could never see; The feeling that people were always MOVING away from me; The feeling that MONEY would never come my way, but only flee. I is for

In Ruins

In Ruins short poem

Walking along this isolated path again, Treading heavily on those pavements once more; The Eternal Stream has had it slain. The rocks and pebbles have withered away along this shore. In ruins,are those hamlets far away. Desolated are those fields

Rise Of Humanity

Rise Of Humanity prose poem

When humanity first became aware, the world was a scary dangerous place. Everything was a mystery, nothing but survival at stake. We created gods to help us make sense. Gods became the catchall to explain the unknown. Gods became religions

I Belong There

I Belong There prose poem

And I almost caved in when I sat down on the sand dune Like dancing serpents the sand particles danced before me Enthralled me, swept me off to fall in love with them I closed my eyes, breathed Choosing to

My Bio-chemical Romance

My Bio chemical Romance long poem

Busiprione, klonipin, prazosin and prozac stepford wives vis a vis stimulants offering an emotional uplifting dalliance cathartic against the depredation of panic attacks melancholia and obsessive compulsive disorder bearing down hard against psychological maladies delivering a near ecstatic state of

Tears

Tears elegy

Tears, the salt of our soul, overflow Between life and death, recalling sweet Memories and dreams of the past, Flushing out from eyes, cleaning dejection And depression, to rejoice fulfillment, With battles, hazards and agony we had. Recalled my old

My Twin

My Twin long poem

Isolation from time and present existence, The air dabs a little splash of peace, Sometimes as a massage, sometimes as a scratch, Both share a bit of pain, But as a virgin to pleasure it feels all the same, It’s

When I Was Just 16/ode To The Mentally Ill

When I Was Just 16/ode To The Mentally Ill long poem

I remember when I was just 16, So much of my life was yet unseen. I was searching for something to help me discover, What set me apart, made me different from others. And there in my neighborhood, where we

Daily Revelations

Daily Revelations long poem

Deprived of affection and a sense of belonging one retires to a sanctuary of isolation. Arraigned by the acute pain of rejection the walls become his or her world. Indicted with selfishness and antisocial behavior sleep is the best defense

You Bloody Beauty

You Bloody Beauty long poem

Tan riding pants, old big strong leather boots, Wears the man who sits staring at ashes and coals, A look of confusion, of loss and of grief, Written on his face for generations to come. Barren ground, in a drought

Beginnings

Beginnings prose poem

The day I realised that I’m just like everyone else. Clarity. I spent all my time thinking that I was different, unusual. [Apparently] I thought differently to everyone else. [I] Wanted, needed different things. Craved isolation. Solitude. Peace. Contentment. Simplicity

Passion Be Damned

Passion Be Damned prose poem

We have tasted the warmth of passion for the first time since the departure of the Fallen One. Its tender sweetness has almost been forgotten on our tongue. The Traveler has impacted us more than we thought possible. Such intensity

One Poem From Mud Poetry

One Poem From Mud Poetry elegy

Strangers from incident, lies for distance, pitfalls of living infrequent, Rushes of sympathy pass over like fever sweat. In concurrent motion the wolves swarm on the lifeless carcass. Impending emotions fill the hole in my stomach, my chest continues to

Titan In A Cloud

Titan In A Cloud ballad

One morning as I sat sipping my coffee- there he was peering behind my lemon tree. At first his head displayed a 7up haircut- then I saw his hands reach for all that was near. He came dragging a cape

Bloom Again, Pretty Rose

Bloom Again, Pretty Rose ballad

The mindless monsters of darkness have bared their faces in naked daylight; With the poison of wasps in their bleeding lips, they have concealed their hate under the tattered veils of empty religion. These ravenous wolves have thumped through a

Bloom Again, Pretty Rose

Bloom Again, Pretty Rose long poem

The mindless monsters of darkness have bared their faces in naked daylight; With the poison of wasps in their bleeding lips, they have concealed their hate under the tattered skin of empty religion. These ravenous wolves have thumped through a

Cuckoo Not Sings

Cuckoo Not Sings long poem

Our poets the fools, as always they are, Mistake the shouts and cry of a bird, As its song, the melody, not thinking The pain, it suffers as ‘thrown outs’, By own mother, attacked by a stranger, The crow, a

My Last Journey

My Last Journey short poem

There I went, alone, ahead Please don’t go! A few said I did not pay a heed to what they say I was determined to make my own way They tried enough to break me But I looked towards the

Me On Both Side Of The River

Me On Both Side Of The River long poem

Everything seems to be silent but my ears not, although world sleep but my mind’s not. Memory once rejoiced like a sun’s heat now turns winter cold, before isolation was a luxury to me but now it’s not. What happens

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Just Sayin’

Just Sayin’ short poem

I know there’s nothing I can say to you that will change your mind, you say it’s the end of an era and a new one has just begun but listen to me as I leave this echo in your

Twice Programmed

Twice Programmed prose poem

I was born here. You were born there. I was raised here. You where raised there. I was educated here. You were educated there. I have my beliefs. You have your beliefs. We do not agree. We may go to

Corners…

Corners... short poem

Crooks of elbows Squared in pegs Cream coloured walls The cool between your legs Closed buttoned eyelids Cloudy skies Web of fingers Your beautiful lies Tucked away neatly Amongst bits of red Metal staples Running though your head Yet a

The Fiddler At London’s Tower

The Fiddler At Londons Tower sonnet poems

Fernando, I do sincerely extol thee. You were as much passionate in symphony as you were in death, which you faced willfully. Cursed were the cruel war machines that silenced thee. But still to celestial heights they lifted thee. For

Copper And Tin

Copper And Tin short poem

You compromised on those dreams of old; The ones you thought were silver and gold. You traded them in For Copper and tin. You only did what you had to do, And you had to see it through – That

Breaking Dawn

Breaking Dawn short poem

When the sun did yawn & the woods did bark; that cold wintry dawn I was up with the lark. Up for a stroll through the park; Like ghosts patrol in the dark. Felt that eerie cold blast as winter

Why So?

Why So? short poem

Why is that we are told to sit in a class room with a pencil kit to draw all the nature’s boon inside a grilled room why is it so we are asked to sing about the prince who gave

The Moon-ed ‘I’…

The Moon ed ‘I’... short poem

Distance was increasing in spewing rage. I yearned for a solitude of desert sand and rocks away from musty tongues and eros. Counting my failed attempts to reconcile with exits and slant hopes. Like an eclipsed moon plying over the

Daughter

Daughter short poem

Born today on unknown earth I wrapped you up as my own I take you on my lap as precious You’re ignorant child for me You’re God’s gift for me How to make you a woman I think How to

All About Life

All About Life short poem

life is a beautiful and precious gift given by god, That gives us a chance to live as we like. Sometimes it make us feel like teeny-weeny pot. Though we are unsuccessful, But we try our best to be successful.

An Ode For Humanity

An Ode For Humanity short poem

A marble, jostling among the congregation says: I am not so obsolete But am impelled to be desolate For, the ultimate cause of humanity Perished in its serendipity. Defiance and vengeance and malevolence Thrived in conquering this vicinity But humanity-succumbed

No Return

No Return short poem

It was inheritance of age before the mirrors for the language of windows. The high rise buildings always cast a pall of gloom.earth seems to slide and I cannot reach the sky. I want to say what I did not

I Choose To Forgive

I Choose To Forgive short poem

I choose to forgive him, for what he has done, I choose to forgive him, for what is right for one, I choose to forgive him, for God’s word says so, I choose to forgive him, so in God’s Spirit,

Chains Of Success

Chains Of Success short poem

You can not control your life, there’s no remote to it to rewind, if you lose hope and start crying, you will definitely miss your precious time; Grieving over the lost chances, won’t make your tomorrow perfect, the tantrums that

We have no death

We have no death short poem

Our love is not the stuff of legends, of poisons, of letters written with blood. ours is the gentle, everyday love. of fingers run through hair. of legs thrown upon legs. of little things. of wearing each other’s clothes. of