Avalanches of Solitude
Marching down high altitude
Engulfed by white solitude
Avalanches of snow pile upon
The aching part of the lonely soul
With bullets of ice wounded inside
Frozen is the heart by the blizzards
The soul and heart together huddle
Rub in silence hope to kindle
Chilly, frosty with pensive mood
Cold are the days of solitude
Till the snowy storms finally abate
Put me in your cave to hibernate
poem by Fasika Ayalew
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A Father's Innocence: the Princess Child
my soul who chooses
to live in solitude
has always cried in the winter cold -
seeking for your silky skin
to warm the snowy wave of air
that forms the morning dew.
in the green fields
beneath the mountain tops, my gaze
plays with the horizon between the lonely sky
and the grassy land i patiently till,
as tears fill up my emptiness
because it seeks for your heart.
my soul who chooses
to live in solitude
has always cried in the winter cold
like the soft white feathers from the heavens
that fall in the leafy woods,
lost, wandering -
deprived of the songs by the lake.
between the pristine sky
and the mountains of forests,
or the castle of our love
my heart shall seek for you
in vain, in infinity,
within the sweetness of innocence.
hear my heart from afar,
oh sweet songs of boundaries;
hear my heart from afar,
oh white doves of destiny;
for in the comforts of her embrace,
to her i shall rest, and for her i shall rest.
poem by Jaypee Belarmino
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A Dying Soul.
There' on solitude,
Wounded by their windy deeds of jealousy,
Wounded by their windy deeds of treasures,
Thought there' in plays,
But not of vivid terms of picture,
There' on solitude,
But not of there ways in picture,
There' on solitude,
Gone too far,
Gone in the physical,
Gone from the midst!
They w'll not understand!
For though it's difficult and must say,
I know them too well,
Ecclesiastes, Proverbs, and Wisdom of Solomon,
They shall tried but not of the callers,
Testifiers of life i called,
Peharps, witnesses of mind.
There' on solitude,
Appealing a rescue,
For they in everywhere want,
Begging to have by force,
They are not dumbed,
They speaks but very silence,
Fear to surrender,
Fear for their deciet of confusion,
For they are liars everywhere,
For they are killers of no accusation,
What to do,
In this windy treasures of their powers,
Death preferably?
For i know it well,
Days and nights,
Thanks his grace,
His grace of been a being of days,
For they knows that he knows,
A prophet in class,
A dying soul.
poem by Bunmi Orogun Samuel
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In Solitude
A glass of red wine spent
Recalling life's events
Crowded in my skin
In Solitude
Relishing a melody of lament
Drifting through my window
Gliding in uninvited
In solitude
Last night I cried out loud
For the sake of hearing a sound
Though I did not hear me
In solitude
Gawking at my naked fear
Of living a life unseen
Yearning to belong
In solitude
I woke up in the evening
Read a book out loud
My voice wavering
In Solitude
As the heroine yearned
In an isolated crowd
To be loved
In solitude
I walked around naked
In my new home
My skin in flames
In solitude
Every molecule of air
Brushing against me
Scorched in vain
In solitude
It was raining that morn
When I came to life
My throat stinging
In solitude
I see no soul
I hear no breathing
I smell no skin
In solitude
I mourn not waking up
Next to my beloved
To warm my frozen hind
In solitude
Yet, I feel no cold
And life goes on
As I bury myself
In solitude
poem by Deva De Silva
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Winter
Earth bears her sorrow gladly, like a nun,
Her young face glowing through the icy veil.
The storms that threaten her, the winds that rail,
Kindle a deeper color. She has won
Graces that please the high-enthronèd sun;
Across her soft white robes that drift and trail
He casts his lordly purples, lest she quail
With the dead year, and think that all is done.
She leadeth on through desolate sad days,
A smile upon her lips, a triumph-song
Shut in her heart. Be glad! so singeth she;
Glad of the solitude, the silent ways,—
Even of the pain; so shall thy soul grow strong
For the brave spring that comes to set us free.
poem by Harriet Monroe
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Heaven With Us
It's like the realm of solitude
with silence of the night
is to captivate us
In silhouette is the mood of sleep
into enthralling dreams
Plus within the fresh air and cold
and the night so bold
such a night to slumber
We put it aside and we want to
escape from the realm of solitude
The thousand fireflies leaped across
and ignited our desire with their fire,
with their daring play to our rendezvous
With parallel vibration of love blended
our body, soul and heart into one jubilation
And we see the stars beyond the clouds
a priceless treasure of heaven
poem by Ency Bearis
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Sonnet 12
no sport lending play nor giving mind diversion:
all faculties dead to present, future, and fate:
will unformed and bent to no inspired reason:
disbarred from freedom, in isolated restraint:
dull soul in solitude confined to prison:
no company to silence by visitation made:
alone with heart bereft of will and passion:
in solitude soul to single soul betrayed:
all alone with self and my own soul,
a narrow world in which no love revolves,
in want of wisdom and acting the fool,
no key turns and self no solitude solves.
physician love! creator of this mortal speck,
heal your creation! evil infection i detect.
poem by Doug Bentley
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Lost, Then By Love Found
I once was cold as a stone.
I once was lost and all alone.
Then by love I was found.
This lonely heart was taught of love.
No longer am I a prisoner of solitude, Bound…
The cold darkness is now filled with warming light, From the heavens above!
This heart once singing a lonely song, Now sings love’s sweet symphony!
This once lonely heart no longer alone!
Now I have found a lover to call my own!
And from the chains of solitude, I am set free!
poem by Philip Alarie
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Somewhere In Your Heart
They say in time all the truth comes to light
When you can see past the wrong and the right
Theres a feelin inside stronger than pride
Finds me every lonely night
Well I have searched the past in my mind
How we failed to see the danger signs
Well one good reason why we let our love die
Is something that Ive failed to find
Somewhere in your heart
Theres a lonely part that beats for me
Somewhere in your broken heart
Theres a lonely part that beats for me
Well I have cried till my tears have turned cold
Id trade my pride for peace in my soul
Please dont make me pay for the rest of my days
For emotions that ran out of control
Weve all but closed the door on our past
And this one chance may well be our last
So before you decide one last look inside
Is all my shattered dreams can ask
Somewhere in your heart
song performed by by Paul Carrack
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Love Sonnet XLIX
In me there is a vast and lonely place,
Where none, not even you, have walked in sight.
A wide, still vale of solitude and light,
Where Silence echoes into ebbing space.
And there I creep at times and hide my face,
While in myself I fathom wrong and right,
And all the timeless ages of the night
That sacred silence of my soul I pace.
And when from there I come to you, love-swift,
My mouth hot-edged with kisses fresh as wine,
Often I find your longings all asleep
And unresponsive from my grasp you drift.
Ah, Love, you, too, seek solitude like mine,
And soul from soul the secret seems to keep.
poem by Zora Bernice May Cross
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In The Solitude Of Prayer
In the solitude of prayer
deep
Lost in moments in between weep
and sleep
In the solitude of prayer
Lonliness finds a rest
Survived another test
Brings out our best
In the solitude of prayer
With nobody there
Except those far away
Reminded of their distant care
In the solitude of prayer
You pray for their smile
For their personal trial
Silently, all the while
In the solitude of prayer
Dreams seem more near
More hope than fear
Thoughts of those past those dear
In the solitude of prayer
Pray for their souls kind
Whose memory is still in your mind
And in your heart
In the solitude of prayer
Pray for your dear friends
Whose heart's you defend
As your own heart they mend
In the solitude of prayer
As for God's wisdom
And his love
As all love comes from above
In the solitude of prayer
Find grace to forgive
And to truely give
And to live
In the solitude of prayer
Recall how to dream
Of warm embraces of affection
And of love returned in your direction
In the solitude of prayer
Pray with conviction
Pray for the impossible
Without fear or restriction
poem by James T. Adair
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Exordium
Speak! said my soul, be stern and adequate;
The sunset falls from Heaven, the year is late,
Love waits with fallen tresses at thy gate
And mourns for perished days.
Speak! in the rigor of thy fate and mine,
Ere these scant, dying days, bright-lipped with wine,
All one by one depart, resigned, divine,
Through desert, autumn ways.
Speak! thou art lonely in thy chilly mind,
With all this desperate solitude of wind,
The solitude of tears that make thee blind,
Of wild and causeless tears.
Speak! thou hast need of me, heart, hand and head,
Speak, if it be an echo of thy dread,
A dirge of hope, of young illusions dead --
Perchance God hears!
poem by George Cabot Lodge
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Frozen, Where it should be
In a hardly long sunrise
my heart began its quest through the soft White Mountains
My heart is near, but my body has slept there
Over night
Thawed by the heat of lust
Though my body's dripping sweat,
My love is frozen in the mountain hips
This gold inferno is not gold enough for these pure cold blades
But down below on the lands far and wide...
My body whispers in hot delight
And the white moon that sings and kills... glimmers sweetly upon a heart so weary
and mad...
...my own
designed to tolerate the chills in solitude
Prone… to hunt solitude
poem by Cynnd Rose
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The Challenge Of The Day
on a rush you step outside the room
without a window
thick drapes
sealing you away from the noise of the world
solitude and silence
your treasures
as soon as you open the door
the heavy rains and traffic greet you
with a challenge
'this is the real world, come out! '
there is no place to hide
there are always places to go
and faces to deal with
amidst the crowd find the solitude and the silence
from within your soul
your heart must know and your mind must adopt
lest you shall be one of those carried by the flood of meaningless existence
out there
cold and dead
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You Lit The Fire
When you came to my life
the eternal snow of my solitude
melted in my soul,
formed rivers to fecundate the life,
My love was a dormant volcano
crowned by the long cold of my nostalgia
it was the quiet night, it was the night without echo,
it was the same sadness cohabiting with the solitude.
Then you arrived and lit the fire,
you gave heat to my soul and flavor to my life
then you arrived and moved away the loneliness
and banished sadness.
your love is a volcano in eruption
my love was an extinguished volcano
but the lavas of your heart flooded my being
and lit my soul!
poem by Enrique Alberto Hurtado Minotta
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In the Depths of Solitude
I exist in the depths of solitude,
Pondering my true goal,
Trying to find peace of mind,
And still preserve my soul,
Constantly yearning to be accepted,
And from all receiving respect,
Never compromising but sometimes,
Risky,
And that is my only regret,
A young heart with an old soul,
How can there be peace?
How can I be in the depths of solitude?
When there are two inside of me?
This duo in me causes the perfect opportunity,
To learn and live twice as fast,
As those who accept simplicity.
In The Depths of Solitude
i exist in the depths of solitude
pondering my true goal
trying 2 find peace of mind
and still preserve my soul
constantly yearning 2 be accepted
and from all receive respect
never comprising but sometimes risky
and that is my only regret
a young heart with an old soul
how can there be peace
how can i be in the depths of solitude
when there r 2 inside of me
this duo within me causes
the perfect oppurtunity
2 learn and live twice as fast
as those who accept simplicity
poem by Tupac Shakur
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Sonnet: Solitude
‘Wabi’ in art, thy name is Solitude!
That gives artists, the mind’s calm to create;
Whereby, emotions get a serene mood,
And poets lament on the poor earth’s fate.
O Solitude, praised be thine attitude!
In thine waters, the poet tries to wade,
To pick a pearl, precious and in good mood,
Studding with it, the necklace that he made.
O Solitude, when mind is in my heart,
I count its every beat before I sleep;
In ecstasy, lullabied by my art
And joyful tears within my eyes, I weep.
O Solitude, if not for thee, I can’t
Play on my Lute, action Harp and chant.
poem by John Celes
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Land of Snow
I enjoy areas of frozen ice
Places that has freezing water
I have my heart in the snow
There’s joy within the frozen land
I will always cherish the frosty snow
The cold icicles of the North
Ice holds fast to many hearts
I’ll always love the land of snow
poem by Russell Sivey
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Silence Oceans
Oceans of life,
Oceans in one's life
are wonderful,
Heart is one ocean
Brain is another ocean,
mind is the third,
Trifles are fourth,
Intelligence and wit make fifth,
wisdom and knowledge sixth,
God and Love are seventh!
Soul is the land,
Raised above these oceans
And look as their shore,
Every instant a wave of thought hits the shore!
High tides of happiness,
low tides of sorrow,
High tides of success,
Low tides of failure hit the shore!
Ego is that wind blowing,
Desires and pride are changing gravity
cause wave and tide!
Sometimes disappointment,
Or hurt ego,
can create storm and tsunami!
Silence in solitude,
become grand solitude,
Takes one to that altitude,
everything is cool in love and gratitude,
Peace incarnate in multitude,
In that great solitude,
When wind stops,
and become still,
When there is no movement Of Sun and Moon,
When everything comes to still,
No waves, no tides,
ocean meets shore, all in love,
No raising or falling tides,
No roar of chasing waves,
That is that grand silence,
Silence of All oceans,
When no bird fly or sing,
When no events,
they are
Time's own parents,
And time give birth to
Three tenses,
Past and future
compress the present,
Now lose pressure,
Present expands to eternal!
All merge in present
One is present in present tense only,
Both presence and absence,
Merge in that grand existence,
That is the grand silence,
That is the solitude,
Where no one to disturb,
Nothing can disturb,
Soul is immersed in the universal soul,
Mind goes out of universe and sees the grand truth,
Truth is that truth,
no false can never reach,
No false can never touch,
Universe infinite is not even atomic,
Because mind itself has grown,
fantastic and gigantic,
No atlantic, no antarctic,
Only ocean remains,
peaceful pacific
No reason to love,
No reason to hate,
No one can touch,
No arms can harm,
Listen to that drummer,
Beats drum continuously,
AUM AUM AUM,
Now in that silence of absolute solitude,
No drum, no AUM,
No drummer,
No judge's hammer,
No eternal vibration,
As one become one's own master!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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A Sale
Solitude!
Blackout!
I try to pull out of my chest
This sad heart.
To place it in a tray
And make a sale,
Who gives more?
Who gives more?
For this heart full of sweetness,
Solitude and memory?
Total silence
Everybody looks at,
They admire it,
They proclaim it,
It is pure, sincere, it dims our eyes,
It is a diamond… it is not for us,
Everybody moves away,
Alone my heart stays,
In a silver tray,
And
Its solitude! ...
(translated by Nelson Francisco de Andrade)
poem by UMBELINA FROTA Linhares Pimenta Bastos
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