#solitude poems on Hello Poetry

Immortality Feb 21

i gaze up at the sky,
to see who I am.

i sit in stillness,
to discover who I am.

i stand before the mirror,
to confront who I am.

when time stands still,
the world blurs,
my heart-mind asks,
"who am I?
why am I here?"

When few sudden question arises-
who am i?
why am i here?
what should i do?

Well, I am on my way...
at least I am trying, and will never give up...

#existence #identity #why #stillness #myself #awareness #journey #selfdiscovery #nature #solitude

Maryann I Feb 21

Hollow Rooms

Footsteps echo through empty halls,
a voice left speaking to the walls.
The sun forgets to warm my skin,
the air is thick, the world wears thin.

I reach for hands that don’t exist,
fingertips brush the air in vain.
Laughter drifts from distant streets,
but silence sings my name again.

The night hums low, the moon stands tall,
but I have no one left to call.
My words dissolve, they go unread—
a story told, but never said.

2. Isolation and Loneliness

#solitude #desolation #alienation #empty

Sam S Feb 21

Words Unspoken

Some things are left without a sound,
Yet still, they echo all around.
The things we hide beneath the skin,
Can show without a word or grin.

A glance can speak the things we fear,
A silence that the heart holds dear.
The unspoken truths remain alive,
In every pause, in every sigh.

No voice is needed to be true,
For silence whispers what we knew.
The quiet speaks the deepest plea,
A language only hearts can see.

#unspoken #intuition #solitude

IdleHvnds Feb 21

i can hear the piano in the distance

Once again, I lay here,
Misty eyed, exhausted —
Listening to Etude by Joep Beving,
Sinking into a cool and shallow pool.

Floating in a saddened relief of safety,
Floating,
It’s important to sit in ones emotions,
I’ve been told it helps to connect with one’s self.
Floating,
I feel like every broken piece of me floats away,
Separating myself further from being whole.
Oh, how I wish to be a whole being —
To no longer fumble on gripping every piece of me.

Slicing flesh from the rigid part of me,
Sinking,
Sinking into a cool and shallow pool.
The haunting melody of piano, fading into the distance.

#solitude #melancholy #floating

Jonathan Moya Feb 12

Evening Traffic

In my late hunger I listen to the swirl of night traffic, until
it dies around the curb— recedes into remembrance,

to that melting space inside— the sound
matching the tempo of my lowest need,

getting lost in the evening’s reflection—
ice memories melting to water,

everything moving to my traffic flow—
to the single track of my inside voice.

#poem #poetry #evening #traffic #introspection #memory #passageoftime #solitude #inner #peace

Soumya Bajpai Feb 12

INTROVERT BY CHOICE?

If loneliness were a drug, may I never overdose,
If solitude were a dream, may I soon wake up.
I long to find my ‘I open at the close’,
If only in the social sphere, I could find my luck.

I thought I was an introvert, and maybe I am
I too need companionship though, and not just my fam.
Don’t get me wrong, they’re my closest friends,
Although, I too need someone who’d take me with them to run errands.

I see people in my age group having fun,
In that moment, I’m lonelier than the sun.
If intimacy were the limit, may I pierce the sky,
Heart filled with loneliness, may you never die.

We yearn for companionship, but can’t force friendships,
Who said I needed what costal cartilages are to the ribs?
Someone to spend a day off with is all I seek,
I want nothing more than to end this monotonous streak.

#introvert #friendship #life #fomo #lonely #solitude #companionship

Laokos Feb 9

it’s enough

You are lovely
like birds in winter,
a rare sight when the world has turned its
back.
When solitude slips into
loneliness,
and the echo of forgotten places
becomes a silence so loud
it deafens—
you.
You shouldn’t be here,
but you are.
Fragile and feathered,
defying the dying world
with every beat of your wings.

I’ve shrunk myself before,
folded into corners,
but you—
you are smaller still,
yet somehow
you stand taller than the frozen trees.
You sing in the biting cold,
pirouette on the barren branches,
murmur in the bleakest of skies.

Unshaken by the darkest days,
you’re here to remind me
that something in me is, too.
No matter how dark,
no matter how cold,
no matter how dead it all seems—
there’s always something flying,
something singing,
something alive
in that desolate stretch.

It may seem
small

but,

it’s enough.

#winter #birds #solitude #loneliness #enough

Vianne Lior Feb 9

Wilted

I watched you leave slow
like autumn forgetting leaves,
bare, I stood in frost.

#heartbreak #loss #nostalgia #autumn #goodbye #emptiness #melancholy #fadinglove #quietpain #solitude

Mia Feb 6

the left-lane traveller

the left lane traveller stays his course
as overtakers do pass him by–
daggers shot through mirrored reverse,
though they ne’er meet his eye

for on his own, and on he stays
forward through by through–
the road beneath him stretches day
from night to morning, too

and on he drives as darkness Falls;
and in each blow of wind
in solitary starlit routes,
the left lane welcomes him

those arrived forgot to see,
neglecting constellations draped;
alone in their rooms, asleep in their beds
dancing a stage, once was raked

judgement passed for driving slow;
for them, he too does feel–
in learn-less ways, then while he grows
rushed minds, now idle, yield

there, beneath the cold vast empty,
yet before the morning snow–
softly shaded by gum trees, his
arrived finally, entirely home.

#perseverance #travel #journey #solitude #reflection #night #stars #time #introspection #philosophy

hsn Feb 7

solitary coffin

up in a chokehold by lifes cold hands
color draining slowly from my eyes
everything now in black and white
i've been alone for so long now,
in this solitary coffin of mine

#solitude