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Poems of the Lonely

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Space

Staring out the lens of the telescope

beyond the dark, silent, night

Tossing comments of solid ice,

far, fast, passing Earth by

Viewing the constellations of stars,

the planets, the sun

Flaming Red Rocket roaring through space,

near, powerful, pulling a stunt

Following the ringed planet attracted to its vibrant,

dust, of beautiful colors

Slowly pulling the bright stars into,

the never-ending darkness of black holes

An army of firing meteor showers charging past the Milky Way

And one lonely meteorite,

Burning a path so rare

The darkness of space goes on forever but,

Only do the person on the other side of the telescope

Capture the beauty of space so ordinary

 

By: Valerie G

 

My Silent Death

It’s moving, but It’s not me
I’m afraid, but I can’t see
They’re here, I know they watch
I hear the noises, no one listens, no one talks
I feel them taking over, it hurts to breath
but I can’t tell, no one believes
but it all will end with silence, it won’t be my heart
it’s my silent death
forever apart.
L.C. 2007

House on the Hill and The Hollow Tree

HOUSE ON THE HILL

The house on the hill sits all alone,
no one lives there,
that house is crumbling in plain sight,
but no one seems to care,
once that house was strong,
but facing the worlds endless ware,
turned out to be more than that lone house could bare,
that house crashed to the ground with a silent sound for not a soul was there to hear, his cries of pain were not heard, nor were his cries of fear .

THE HOLLOW TREE

A hollow tree stands weeping alone,
blossoming of this tree has long since ceased,
this tree weeps in silent longing to be released,
people pass it by watching but not caring as it slowly withers and dies,
but then one night in a silent fight with a wind that did not care,
this lonesome tree lost its fight,
and was crashed to the ground with a silent sound from a wind.

-JJ

Loneliness

I’m sitting here alone.
In this empty room
which keeps on getting emptier.
Only the light from the street is shining,
And then a loud call for help,
And everything turns black.

I’m sitting here alone
In this small room,
It keeps getting smaller.

I try thinking of something or someone.
But nothing comes to my head,
I’m alone…

I’m sitting here alone in this dark room,
It keeps on getting darker.
Nobody is home
I feel so alone.

I go out on the street,
I stand alone.
I see the long street,
It keeps on getting longer.
It’s a dead street,
Which keeps on dying.
A silent street. A lonely street.

Nothing surrounds me;
No sound, no smell, no sight.
…Nothing…

A world once filled with hate and death,
Now gone.
It’s gone and it’s left us alone.
Me and my loneliness.

by Andrea Fernández