Web of Loneliness Poems

Poems of the Lonely

Monthly Archives: January 2011

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I love you

But you don’t even know me

you can’t even see me

you will never say my name

but you have caused me so much pain

always in vain I’m praying that just maybe you will call

but you never do

just once to say I love you

I pray so much so I can say I love you too

 

God send me an angel to heal my broken heart,

and my tired soul. I was not meant to be alone

God please send me an angel to save me from my self

I am stuck in my own private hell locked up in this cell of loneliness

Send me an angel to wipe the tears from my eyes and to change my life

 

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Since way back when it’s sometimes seems my closest friend. It walks with me down the halls. It’s even the pictures on my walls it follows me everywhere I go. It has helped my love for you to grow. Loneliness makes my mind aware just how strong the love is we share. Loneliness is what I feel with out you it’s something I hope you feel too. So when you think of loneliness don’t feel so bad loneliness may be the best friend we’ve ever had.

 

By Keith B

 

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All the time I face the walls
Looking for someone, looking for company
But all I got was careless souls
Shattered dreams have gone and passed
To leave me in my lonesome fast
No friend’s laughter to cheer me up
No sparkle in my face when I look it up.
Coldness and sorrow is all around
To give me the friend I never found.
But sometimes I wonder why
For all this time I never die
For I am alone
Comfortless and cold
To be in here in my lonesome hole.

 

 

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Have you heard the people howl

When they are not mad or drunk?

Human words do not allow

To express the state of funk

When you have no one to share

Not the bed but just a word

When you shout in despair

And meet no wishes to be heard.

When your letters are ignored

All aspirations are deferred-

And you are flawless now:

Nobody cares for you … Wow!

 

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Unmoving, floating

In the stream of life

Being carried by the slowing current

I grounded on bottom.

Life is passing by

Without moving me.

It is late autumn.

The winter’s coming

Soon everything’ll get frozen…

Charming.

 

Victor

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The passion is gone
it’s gone  all gone
there’s nothing left inside

only loneliness

Walking death

Life with no soul

Kevin