Poems About: SOLITUDE

In this page, poems on / about “solitude” are listed.

  • 229.
    Solitude

    Solitude has a color, a unique color of its own.
    The color of gentle shades, mingling into a dream.
    Hues of pink blue lavender softly overlapping each other,
    with maybe a splash of bright yellow, here and there. read more »

    Anamika Goswami
  • 230.
    Silence Oceans

    Oceans of life,
    Oceans in one's life
    are wonderful,
    Heart is one ocean read more »

    Ramdas Bhandarkar
  • 231.
    Not Understood By Anyone

    Neutral, frothy, flowering, flowering
    I'm neutral, I'm clear, I'm beautiful
    The atmosphere in the color of the morning, fresh and free
    Neutral, I want to be like the cool water! read more »

    Irvan Hermawan Saichu
  • 232.
    Tremble

    Long before the dream they called him Solo,
    Alone became too much to say
    He rides down the same trail daily
    Weathered, hardened, beard mostly grey, read more »

    MacGregor Tagliaferro
  • 233.
    Elegy for Valentines Day

    As Valentine's day blossoms like a red rose
    A day of shattering solitude, murky and morose
    The heart sans a murmur amidst unforgiving dessert land
    As the murals of yesteryear fill with porous grains of sand read more »

    Dilantha Gunawardana
  • 234.
    The City, the Solitude, the Soul

    Every time
    I try to fall in love with this city
    I fail miserably. read more »

    feroz rather
  • 235.
    Solitude

    A solitude enjoyed...
    Has been a solitude earned.
    One who appreciates a quietness,
    Is deserving of a mind at rest. read more »

    Lawrence S. Pertillar
  • 236.
    solitude

    Searching for coherence and for sense,
    a man requires solitude and deprivation
    of stimuli that cause false confidence,
    and lead to a pursuit of approbation. read more »

    gershon hepner
  • 237.
    SOLITUDE

    Solitude…..


    Solitude! Are you also a lover? read more »

    kunjubi varghese
  • 238.
    0007 Rilke on Solitude

    If you notice that solitude is great,
    rejoice because of this.
    For what would solitude be
    that had no greatness? There is read more »

    Michael Shepherd
  • 239.
    Solitary Man

    Sometimes I feel like a solitary man.
    Under the night sky writing what I can.
    No one else is moving or driving cars.
    The world belongs to me under the stars. read more »

    Robert Edgar Burns
  • 240.
    Thinking...

    When I think about us,
    I remember an interminable kiss,
    A hug forever by…
    Nonsense of believable lies… read more »

    Carlos Aragao
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