Web of Loneliness Poems

Poems of the Lonely

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EVOLving

                           “When I enter your sights
You see a man with his Mother’s height
And his Father’s might
Therefore, I’m the strong silent type
The pen expresses my heart’s joy & fright
Life is what I write
Letting my dreams take flight
In the dark of the night
Only to return in the day when its bright
There is a lot of gray area, no black & white
I used to believe in honesty
Now I see modesty is the best policy
Time will tell who truly respects & honors me
I just have to love myself solidly
                        No room for possibly
Although, I can make space for probably
Emotions can’t be reasoned with logically
Balancing admiration from the public
Along with rejection is a little hard to stomach
The question that I find to be the toughest…
Do I really know what love is?
Sometimes I feel like my answer is rubbish
Only I should master my puppet
Every morning I try to awake to trumpets
Allowing hope to flare, but then I blunder it
Seeking refuge until the lightning & thunder quits
However, the rain persists
A necessity in order to wash away the pain that exists.” 
by E. Bassey
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Loud Silence

What can I do when the silence sets in

So deafening I can hear my heart beat

Its more frightening than it has ever been

Once again I retreat

 

 

From life, filled with shame and a tear

Needing a hug a friendly face, a smile

Needing someone near

Even if it’s only for a while

 

 

I shout Hey I’m nice, loving and kind !

Nobody’s listens and even the silence is too loud

So what’s the point of trying to find

A place to belong, to feel proud

 

 

Of who I am and how far I have come

The highest of hills and the deepest of seas

Impossible to imagine for some

That I did it all, survived, with ease

 

 

But the price I pay is steep

Lost myself, but make others smile

Me, the fighter, inside I weep

Longing to belong, if only for a while

 

 

I despise the silence but it comforts me as well

Safe from hurt, I ignore the chains

And the emptiness, no one can tell

That I feel this way, that the longing remains

 

 

Why can’t they see that I’m good and loving and kind ?

I guess it’s me who blocks their view

The one thing I’m looking for I can’t seem to find

What the Hell am I going to do ??

 

 

I open doors and lead the way

To my heart, my soul , me !

But no one never seems to stay

I look around , no one I see

 

 

I must be doing something wrong

To end up in the place I am

Too difficult , too weak, too strong?

I’m trying the best I can

 

 

To make others stay, to show I care

It works for a while and I am free!

But when I look again, nobody’s there

Yeah, it’s my fault I guess, it must be………

 

 

My Home

As black as black in the night
As dark as a blinded sight
More ravaged than a lady of the night
Some see it as a terrible fright
However, I call it home
To oppressed to be seen
By thoughts of what could have been
Wondering why again and again
Felling like this it must be a sin
However, I call it home
Hiding behind fake smiles and lies
Afraid to release these ties
Ties that bind me to these lies
Never ending circle of my fate, makes me cry
However I call it home
My home is in a place most won’t go
Many just don’t want to know
About all the pain and sorrow
Feeling alone, but can never show
However it IS my home

Juan