Best İsolation Poems

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Complacencies of the peignoir, and late
Coffee and oranges in a sunny chair,
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Not under foreign skies
Nor under foreign wings protected -
I shared all this with my own people
There, where misfortune had abandoned us.
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My fancies are fireflies, —
Specks of living light
twinkling in the dark.
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You should not cry else tears may fall
Hold them back until, you make call
you tell them not to fall or roll
is the cry only way left for recall?
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Spain was a taut, dry drum-head
Daily beating a dull thud
Flatlands and eagle's nest
Silence lashed by the storm.
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Life is given to us,
we earn it by giving it.
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We were apart; yet, day by day,
I bade my heart more constant be.
I bade it keep the world away,
And grow a home for only thee;
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Encountering no problem,
If follow straight path,
Life becomes hell,
If nothing goes well,
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Depression is like a tidal wave pulling you further in
You don't feel upto facing anyone or anything

Depression is a huge emphasis on feeling sad and low
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I prefer isolation and dark,
No disturbance from dog’s bark,
Easy escape from assassin’s mark,
No problem for vehicle’s park,
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Never be afraid of any one,
'He' is there for everyone,
Never HE lets you to sleep,
empty stomach gone so deep,
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On a way to temple greeted with simple smile,
So sweet and me to follow for an extra mile,
Steps were directionless and just followed,
Passage was so smooth and simply allowed,
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Pertinent question always knocking the mind,
Soul I honestly search, but answer not find,
Lucrative offers come on the way but rescind,
Unknown call from within always me remind,
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I awake,
Dreams burdened with your eyes.

A recollection of temperance
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My eyes look at horizons and not blink
Heart skips a bit, refuses to obey and sink
Face turns pale from colour pink
Endless struggle and so much to think
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Final adieu Jackson

Our heart felt so much sadness to offer you colorful wreath,
We were all soaked with tears on your death,
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~ Sedation Of Salvation ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
4 July,2010
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Loneliness, anxiety, and despair,
isolation, sorrow, bitterness -
these the cruel concerns, observers note,
that press upon our current consciousness.
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I sit under tree and think in isolation,
unable to perform or offer consolation,
does this matter? or merely a question,
is it absured thinking without any relation?
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O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman!
Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds!
Such join'd unended links, each hook'd to the next!
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The baby new to earth and sky,
What time his tender palm is prest
Against the circle of the breast,
Has never thought that "this is I":
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I was shocked and almost remained frozen
When saw reflection in mirror with faces in dozens
All bore deserted look remained barren
It frightened me as if I had descended from foreign
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In solitude I remain
With absolutely nothing to gain
Perhaps in time I will be strong
You see! Solitude is not my favourite song
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Do you tell me to set my roots into air?
Tell me, where had the procession of trees ever
Raised the slogan of storm and seized the blue sky
With their palms, being isolated from the soil?
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Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm;
And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands;
Beyond, red roofs about a narrow wharf
In cluster; then a moulder'd church; and higher
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Man moves with the wind assisting his respiration
hope moves man in finding his way and direction;
love keeps forgetting its existence and action
truth keeps circling the heart for its perception;
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Although you have given me a stomach upset,
Weak knees, a lurching heart, a fuzzy brain,
A high-pitched laugh, a monumental phone bill,
A feeling of unworthiness, sharp pain
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I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house,
Wherein at ease for aye to dwell.
I said, "O Soul, make merry and carouse,
Dear soul, for all is well."
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I am a well.
Confined by a wall;
Restricted by a boundary;
Stagnated by it all.
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A night
scattered with stars

each star
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One who fears the heights
And another lone of heart
Struggled from isolation’s depths
Hoping to make a fresh start
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My dream had never died or lived again.
As in some mystic middle state I lay;
Seeing I saw not, hearing not I heard:
Though, if I saw not, yet they told me all
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As you descend, slowly, falling faster past
you this snow,
ghostly, some flakes bio-
luminescent (you plunge,
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A poem moves forward,
Like the passages and percussions of trains in progress
A pattern of recurrence, a hammer of repetetiveoccurrence
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A fresh leaf is exposed to hotness,
As summer has kissed the tree,
Green water is evaporated,
Leaf has straddled in scorched path,
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Remember the days of our first happiness,
how strong we were, how dazed by passion,
lying all day, then all night in the narrow bed,
sleeping there, eating there too: it was summer,
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VISION 2020: COMBINED VISION OF FOUR GENERATIONS

(This is not a poem, but a thought process)
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Loneliness and solitude
Both denote lack of contact with people!

But
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They delivered me out of profound darkness
With the kissing promise of saving light
The key, they said, was in their mighty hands
Looking up with poignant eyes, I followed.
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I always gape
At your giant pyramid peak.
How you got that tall?
Did God
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It was sweet but not one time affair
It was also not good on my part to think it as fair
It had come all of sudden in life as surprise
I thought it prudent on my part to be wise
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The face of Qana
Pale, like that of Jesus
and the sea breeze of April…
Rains of blood.. and tears..
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Life is full of questions
Life is full of intentions
Life is full of frustration
Life is full of hesitation
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I remember well
that enchanting moment
when Fate got kind to me
and gave me a chance
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I lived your dream of faraway places,
Conversations of sunshine forever and smiling faces,
Your appetite for living, drew me closer to you,
Neverending adventures, with a glorious abundance of everything new
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Holy place sans God

I found temple in dilapidated condition
It stood with neglect in isolation
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Strong Son of God, immortal Love,
Whom we, that have not seen thy face,
By faith, and faith alone, embrace,
Believing where we cannot prove;
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Isolation, whether personal, corporate
Or national is never a good thing.
It's nice to see countries join forces
To tackle problems like climate change.
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A horseman high alone as an eagle on the spur of the mountain
over Mirmas Canyon draws rein, looks down
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Move away - from me, the form
Is parabolic in isolation, I’ll vet
The consequence and despair, despair
Will serve my hunger –
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~ OGLING ORGY ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
June 26,2010
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i carefully place
myself on the pyre of
dreams that desert me
from time to time...
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When I was your dream
In piercing sun rays that had
Eaten up shadows
Folding back on the surface of earth
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I am an island in a sea of people
Floating without notice
The waves of words echo in my mind
As they are crashing against
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I've been alone in this isolation
No more irrigation, no more commotion
I can't reach the lines
'Cause something stops me, girdled with vines
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I see them all change,
Transforming completely; a
Metamorphosis
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Where did you go oh dear scholars?
Oh dear scholars of Ayurveda,
Oh dear scholars of Sanskrit,
Have not you read the ancient texts?
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An affable desire rising from deeps of my heart
To search for a point where you and I can meet
A segue from rift to harmony
A soft touch, a moment of peace
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This heart became slave
It sleeps in the past cave
That life had kept in grave
It made my smiles shave
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Encased in indifferent ice
glacial heart beats slowly, coolly
caring less about others' needs
than preserving spirit's isolation;
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Close to holidays these are my few thoughts of
Gratitude and delight that poets and poetry ignite.

It is like a visit to and from a dear friend of graceful beauty
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She is large and matronly
And rather dirty,
A little sardonic-looking, as if domesticity had driven her to it.
Though what she does, except lay four eggs at random in the garden once a year
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“You can’t hold the powerful wind
I shall easily slip off and you can’t find
I shall regret it and would definitely mind
Why have you made me so much attached and blind?
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The candle that burns till the end
What useful message it tries to send
Simple message of dedication and sacrifice
It must be understood by all without any advice
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I am alone; I am in isolation.
There is no need for tumultuous motion or commotion.
I can't reach the helping hand; I can't reach the lines.
Something stops me; something girdles me with vines.
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I feel so worn out
I'm so alone
I know that my circumstances don't condone my actions
but I cant seem to see any other solutions
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No more blossoms

You are quick on move
You need not prove
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So here the great man stood,
fermenting malice and poems
we have to be nearly as fierce
against ourselves as he
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I could have been better off without him
The chance to live with him became very dim
He never came up honest and very clean
He used to flirt with many and had tendency to lean
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Like a withdrawing Lilly
Devoid of its substantial charm
I recoil into the asylum
Of an imposed isolation
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In a spark
of some unconscious imagination
Or in an intuitively telescoped montage
Of my deep vision
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I wish I could enjoy
More with happiness and joy
The precious moments of past
That awaited my attention very fast
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Soul X Dream - Now

Part of you
Not related to the present
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I am no inspiration any more
With lost eloquence and heart
Empty upturned for the blood
No more rushes to the head
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Making his advances
He does not look at her, nor sniff at her,
No, not even sniff at her, his nose is blank.
Only he senses the vulnerable folds of skin
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Today is the first day of many.
Renewed hope
and a sense of belonging,
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You say you are lonely.
Are you? Come see MY solitary world.

I am lonely:
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In an isolation
Thursday,27th December 2018

I failed to evaluate myself
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Love and grief
Thursday,17th June 2021

Tears drop
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On he goes, the little one,
Bud of the universe,
Pediment of life.
Setting off somewhere, apparently.
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S...Seriousness
A...And
D...Deepness of
N...Nature
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He came by unknown ways, and stood
At evening in the fading wood,
Which when the glowing hills were gone
Would as in a dream murmur on,
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Nothing seemed perfectly right from beginning
I could not believe it was end of an inning
May be sun was rushing for immediate shelter
Icy wind took over to indicate arrival of winter
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Incisions marked with skin of silk,
I am vulnerable,
true to flesh and bone,
I am human,
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(dedicated to Manga lovers)

Romance
Friendship
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After the Storm comes Calm.
After the Rain comes Sunshine.
After the Night comes Dawn.
After Darkness comes Light.
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Permanent isolation,
a permafrost inside my soul.
Depths inside,
I cannot count on
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coronavirus
comes for the self-quarantine,
isolated life
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You mustn't seek out power, mustn't grab the helm
Your work lies elsewhere, spirit of another realm,
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I realized I dropped it all..

I'm barely hanging on..
Doors everywhere keeps closing..
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The world was dozing,
It was tired and worn.
“Man is supported by man,
A fence – by blackthorn! ”
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Zeus, who was the king of gods
And Demeter, the goddess of harvest
Were husband & wife at Olympus
With their daughter Persephone.
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“I love you, I love you” aired the words
It came back with sharpness of swords
It had cut across the mountains and came back with echo
It had sweetness and softness of black cuckoo
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PILLOW TALK

Talking together ought to be easy
Especially in bed
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It was all over in a friction of second
Relation froze and matter went out of hand
Eyes wore hostile look and completely changed
Ready for gunning down as if defeat is to be avenged
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The structure of landscape is infinitesimal,
Like the structure of music,
seamless, invisible.
Even the rain has larger sutures.
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Not of desire alone is music born,
Not till the Muse wills is our passion crowned;
Unsought she comes; if sought, but seldom found,
Repaying thus our longing with her scorn.
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The poet awakens,
As sceptics depart in an hour,
As the light fade on the tomb;
In the quirky stage of isolation
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'The world is myself; life is myself'. - Wallace Stevens


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