Lonely Poems

Lonely Poems

Poems about Loneliness

After a breakup, there is a great feeling of loneliness that overcomes us. For so long, we felt that we were a part of something bigger than ourselves. Suddenly we are left with the realization that we no longer have another to lean on. The loneliness is overwhelming. We have become used to having someone with us all the time. We probably made all our decisions together. To suddenly be alone after intense togetherness is a very lonely feeling.

37 Sad Love Poems about Loneliness

  1. 1. Soul Mates

    I wrote this about soul mates because I'm 66 and have not met mine and time is running out. That's what this poem is about.

    Trying To Find Your Soul Mate

    I searched but never found you.
    The paths we traveled never crossed
    And now my life is winding down,
    And I fear all hope is lost.

    I saved a place inside my heart.
    You were often in my dreams.
    But you stayed always at a distance
    And just beyond my reach.

    I wondered if you grieved for me
    And felt that longing deep inside.
    Did you search the world for me in vain?
    Or did you let that need subside?

    Oh, I had my share of love and loss.
    I knew happiness and pain.
    I loved and was loved in return
    But that emptiness remained.

    I missed you though we never touched,
    And I knew you from the start.
    Your soul was mate to my own soul.
    You shared the beating of my heart.

    Time passed, but still you never came,
    Though I never let you go.
    You were a gift that I was promised,
    The greatest love I'd ever know.

    I wondered if our eyes once met,
    But we chose to look away
    And settled on some other loves
    And thus our destinies betray.

    This life is cruel and fickle.
    It can lead our hearts astray
    And blind us to what matters,
    Putting roadblocks in our way.

    Our searching becomes futile
    When distractions take control.
    We can't hear the pleading of our hearts
    Or the desperation in our souls.

    But you and I were meant to be,
    Our souls met long ago.
    So when the time is right for us,
    Somehow, we both will know.

    And maybe up in Heaven
    Our souls will finally meet
    And we'll share our love eternally
    And forevermore we'll feel complete.

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  3. 2. Love Is Not All

    Although love cannot heal ailments or sustain us physically, love is not something many would trade for all the wealth in the world. Some might see love as futile and frivolous, but others recognize its incredible power. They know its unmatched value. Famous poet Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892-1950) turned down multiple suitors and marriage proposals to keep her career from being derailed. However, she eventually married in 1923.

    Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink
    Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain;
    Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink
    And rise and sink and rise and sink again;
    Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath,
    Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;
    Yet many a man is making friends with death
    Even as I speak, for lack of love alone.
    It well may be that in a difficult hour,
    Pinned down by pain and moaning for release,
    Or nagged by want past resolution’s power,
    I might be driven to sell your love for peace,
    Or trade the memory of this night for food.
    It well may be. I do not think I would.

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  5. 3. Take My Hand

    • By Alokin Hokman
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 2019

    I wrote this poem after losing one special person in my life. That unrequited love left a bittersweet feeling in my heart. There are days when I feel lost, like I'm floating alone in a boat at open sea, wondering if I will ever find true love.

    Chasing After Unrequited Love

    I thought that I was chasing dreams
    While I was walking down those fast streams.
    Chasing after love that will never be,
    Now I am left stranded in the deep open sea.

    Will I ever find a way back to the shore?
    All that I ask for is nothing more,
    Just someone who can gently take my hand
    And walk with me on the soft beach sand.

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  6. 4. Kiss My Soul, Heal My Heart

    It was my first experience with falling in love, and it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. It was followed a few months later by my first experience with heartbreak when she betrayed me. Being young and naive, I had a very difficult time letting go. I decided to put pen to paper and let my feelings and emotions take form in words. The result was this poem: Kiss My Soul, Heal My Heart (1996).

    Love, Betrayal, And Heartbreak

    I'm sitting here alone, my thoughts within the past,
    Thinking about you, a love I hoped would last.
    Your warm and tender heart that seems so far away,
    This yearning deep inside me that I must obey.

    Please don't leave me here alone; you must understand
    That a lost love is like footsteps in the sand.
    So, kiss my soul just one more time; that's all I ask of you.
    And heal my heart that aches for you, as only you can do.

    The truth is all I want to know; I seek it in your eyes,
    But the only thing I see is that the truth is full of lies.
    Hold me now; I feel my soul slowly fade away.
    Let me know you love me too; your heart I won't betray.

    Please don't leave me here alone; you must understand
    That a lost love is like footsteps in the sand.
    So, kiss my soul just one more time; that's all I ask of you.
    And heal my heart that aches for you, as only you can do.

    There is no place for me without you by my side.
    A world without your love, the pain how can I hide?
    I want to taste your lips, to feel your body rush,
    And like a starving man, I hunger for your touch.

    Please don't leave me here alone; you must understand
    That a lost love is like footsteps in the sand.
    So, kiss my soul just one more time; that's all I ask of you.
    And heal my heart that aches for you, as only you can do.

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  7. 5. The Weathering Of Love

    • By Quinn
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems August 2017

    There was a girl that I loved dearly, but she loved another man.

    Poem About Longing For Love

    I'm sorry I love you as more than a friend,
    But the love that I have doesn't come to an end.
    You dwell in my thoughts, and to my mind I will keep
    A love that's for you, a love I hide deep
    Your word has the power to tear me to shreds,
    But my heart is what sinks, a feeling of dread.
    The sight of you brings me down to my knees,
    The slightest of touches, as strong as a breeze,
    A breeze of love stale and cold,
    For it is not to me that your heart has been sold.

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  8. 6. Waiting

    It took me a long time to realize you are a complete person without a relationship. This poem is about emotional pain when you allow someone to have dominion over how you feel on a day to day basis.

    Poem About Waiting For The One You Love

    Imagine the sun sinking
    and dim turns to dark.
    The silence that surrounds you,
    the shadows that make their mark.
    You wander around aimlessly,
    too much time can be total hell.
    Your heart hardened from waiting,
    breaks with the bong of the clock's bell.
    The clouds, they mask the moonlight,
    The mirror, it mimics your pain.
    You sit and sigh and close your eyes
    and hear the repetition of the rain.

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  9. 7. Dear Diary

    I am a Christian man who tries to be inspirational to others I meet. This is about a girl confiding in her diary after a break-up.

    Healing From A Break-Up

    Dear Diary,

    As I make my entry today, again I cry.
    Never thought this love would be so complicated,
    Never thought that life would be so cold.
    I think about him every day,
    Knowing he will never return to me.
    My life would have been so complete with him,
    Now I have to live a life without him.
    Oh, what a lonely and empty life I have been given.
    My life consists of only memories of him
    And what our life could have played out to be.
    Each day I go back to you, my diary,
    And write my deepest thoughts on your pages.
    Each day I go out into the world and know that nothing is going to change.
    The only change that can happen is the change inside my heart.
    I need to deal with the pain and the loss and move forward in my life.
    The love I had was a gift,
    And I need to place this in your pages, my dear diary.
    My heart will one day heal,
    My mind will one day live again.

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  10. 8. Rain On Me

    • By Gia R. Davis
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems January 2016

    We all want to be loved.

    Poem About Wanting Love

    We all want the same love
    That we are afraid to give.
    To be loved by someone,
    That is one of life's greatest gifts.

    But to love someone
    Is a risk of both heartache and pain,
    So we'd rather just sit
    And watch the rain.

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  11. 9. Loneliness And Care

    • By Shishir
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems September 2015

    This poem is to acknowledge crucial emotional support of someone during moments of loneliness and despair.

    Poem About Needing Support During Times Of Loneliness

    I am fighting a battle of loneliness and disrespect.
    My pain with relations has reached its crest.
    You gave me peace at the time of this war.
    I wish to move along with you in life very far.
    A thousand flowers bloom when you are around.
    My heart fills with joy on hearing your sound.
    For me, you are just like a precious gift of God,
    As all in this world happens only with His nod.

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  12. 10. 6 Lonely Tears

    There is someone I miss so much. Writing poems helps me deal with my emotions constructively and tells them I'm waiting faithfully.

    Poem About Crying Yourself To Sleep

    First I shed a single tear because we are apart,
    wanting nothing but to be with you,
    to make a brand new start

    The 2nd tear I shed is a lonely tear indeed.
    My mind goes wild, my body goes numb,
    and my heart begins to bleed.

    The 3rd tear I cry wanting to feel your touch,
    to taste your kiss and lips on mine,
    I want so very much.

    The 4th tear I cry thinking of you at night,
    wanting you to hold me
    as I grip my pillow tight.

    The 5th tear I cry stains my pillowcase.
    My mind drifts off in la la land
    as I take us to that place.

    The 6th tear I shed my thoughts go very deep,
    simply dream of me and you
    as I drift off fast to sleep.

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  13. 11. Sometimes I Get Lonely

    • By Emily B
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 2015

    I am always the one waiting for the phone to ring.

    Poem About Waiting For The Phone To Ring

    Sometimes I get lonely
    Instagram, Twitter, Facebook
    Always connecting but not connected

    Sometimes I get lonely
    Looking to the future
    Forgetting to be in the present

    Sometimes I get lonely
    Thinking someday, one day
    Never thinking right here, right now

    Sometimes I get lonely
    Phone's on, WiFi's up
    Waiting for it to buzz

    Sometimes I get lonely
    Just waiting...
    Always waiting...

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  14. 12. Should Have Told You I Loved You

    • By Samantha Ganley
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems November 2013

    My boyfriend of a year broke up with me. I feel that I was and still am in love with him to this day. He doesn't understand my feelings for him whatsoever, and he probably never will.

    You said you didn't love me.
    You said you didn't care.
    You said I wasn't worth it,
    And then you gave me a stupid stare.

    I told you that was fine.
    I told you I didn't mind.
    I told you I wasn't upset,
    And with that you left me behind.

    Now I think about what happened
    As I cry myself to sleep.
    I tell myself that I'll be fine
    And that I shouldn't have to weep.

    I tell my family I am happy.
    I tell my friends I'm OK.
    But what I really am feeling
    Inside of me is starting to go grey.

    I should have told you I loved you.
    I should have told you to stay.
    But you said you didn't want to anymore,
    And you turned away.

    Now as we talk,
    We joke, laugh, and play.
    You think I've moved on,
    While inside of me I am screaming, "STAY!"

    You said you didn't love me.
    I said I didn't care.
    As I think about and regret it,
    I know what we have we don't share.

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  15. 13. Missing Love

    • By Kasi C
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems May 2012

    Forever miss the ways

    I miss the ways,
    The ways that captivated my heart.

    How your beautiful eyes,
    Would look through mine.

    And discovered more,
    More than what I thought I could be.

    The way your kiss...
    Your kiss would tingle my lips.

    Travel to my feet,
    Then completely surround me.

    Twirling with your arms holding me tight,
    While we danced into the light.

    Gracefully sliding across the rooms,
    As if we were the only two.

    Soaring without wings,
    Just hand in hand.

    Feet still planted,
    But hearts so alight.

    And mesmerizizing my soul,
    I miss the ways.

    Upon the chest,
    The chest of my lover.

    Lying in the night,
    Not scared or alone.

    The passions of the nights,
    Rolling as thunder.

    No more two but becoming one,
    Under the covers.

    The endless hopes,
    And heartfelt dreams.

    Of you and me,
    Becoming we.

    The nervous fears of lovers,
    Not two but becoming three.

    Joining the happiness,
    Of fathers and mothers.

    I miss those ways,
    But not this.

    An unborn stolen,
    By the foul clutches of night.

    Because of the loss,
    The missing and the fight.

    I do not miss this,
    Not one bit.

    Fearful and scared.
    Tears all alone.

    The evils of this world,
    We have been shown.

    Cruel and painful,
    And still cry "Why".

    My sorrow drowns me,
    As I fight to stay above.

    I need a hand,
    I need your hug.

    I can't fill this void,
    Inside deep in my heart.

    This wanting consuming,
    Consuming my soul.

    Half alive,
    Not wanting to breath.

    Half dead,
    Not wanting to go.

    But the show has ended,
    A tearful audience.

    I only wish that we weren't the ones,
    Playing the lead rolls.

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  16. 14. Illusion Of A Fantasy

    • By Ice Vixen
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2012
    Poem About Does Love Exists

    Where do I go, which way do I turn
    searching for that love I so desperatly yearn
    fading memories of a past I'd soon forget
    isolated and alone waiting for the one not met.

    Is he just a vision or does he really exist
    illision of a fantasy like a ship in the mist
    the truth of it all remains to be seen
    for in this moment of time I can only dream.

    Laying awake I stare into the night
    doom and dread surround, like the demons I fight
    river of emotions flow like a swift moving tide
    spiraling so fast downward I slide.

    Will ever I find that peace, I do not know
    breaking down more with each passing blow
    desperation and pain a part of everyday life
    words not spoken that cut like a knife.

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  17. 15. A Dream Girl

    Carl Sandburg was an American poet who lived from 1878-1967. Due to the financial strain in his family, he was only able to attend school through 8th grade, but his family valued diligence and education. Later in life, he did get to attend Lombard College for a tuition-free education because he served in the Spanish-American War. In this poem, the speaker talks of a girl he will meet one day. He hopes she will come into his life, but he knows it might be just a dream.

    You will come one day in a waver of love,
    Tender as dew, impetuous as rain,
    The tan of the sun will be on your skin,
    The purr of the breeze in your murmuring speech,
    You will pose with a hill-flower grace.

    You will come, with your slim, expressive arms,
    A poise of the head no sculptor has caught
    And nuances spoken with shoulder and neck,
    Your face in pass-and-repass of moods
    As many as skies in delicate change
    Of cloud and blue and flimmering sun.

    Yet,
    You may not come, O girl of a dream,
    We may but pass as the world goes by
    And take from a look of eyes into eyes,
    A film of hope and a memoried day.

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  18. 16. Why?

    • By Carla Peters
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems January 2012

    My boyfriend and I have been together for 9 years. Two years in he became abusive he would throw me down and hold me on ground and lock me in the bathroom, and then we talked about that and things kind of slowed down so over the last year or so it has turned into more a verbal thing. He is a heavy drinker and when we met I had no idea, but as the years went on it got worse and now EVERY NIGHT I am listening to him talk to me like crap. I deserve better, but now I've fallen in love with him and can't get away.

    Why Don't You Love Me?

    Why do you tear me down
    When all I do is build you up?
    Why do you hate me so much?
    Why do you deny my touch?

    Is drinking that important
    and family so expendable?
    You call me names
    and tell me I'm the one to blame.

    It's all my fault.
    I deserve a verbal assault.
    Not a bruise on my body,
    only scars on my soul.

    I am alone.
    I am scared.
    I'd be better on my own.
    What happened to the love we shared?

    I am fat, a slut, a whore, a liar,
    when all I am is a crier.
    You say I'm not faithful,
    but it's our relationship that's not stable.

    I don't deserve this.
    I am a good person.
    Let's try a kiss
    to release my burden.

    When will you stop?
    Stop the drunken arguments that mean nothing.
    I am tired, I am wore out, I can't go on
    knowing I am not on top.

    I want to mean more than a liquid you pour down your throat,
    the one that drives people away from you.
    Does it mean that much to you
    that you have to see all you can lose before something means more?

    I love you with all my heart and soul,
    But I am tired -
    tired of being put last
    when you are so wired.

    You have to know my every move,
    but what do you do for me?
    I don't ask much,
    just asking for you to improve.

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  19. 17. Lone Gentleman

    Pablo Neruda lived from 1904-1973 and was considered one of the greatest poets of his time who wrote in Spanish. Although he wrote in Spanish, his first wife did not even know how to speak the language. He was inspired by Walt Whitman and kept a framed picture of him on his table.

    The gay young men and the love-sick girls,
    and the abandoned widows suffering in sleepless delirium,
    and the young pregnant wives of thirty hours,
    and the raucous cats that cruise my garden in the shadows,
    like a necklace of pulsating oysters of sex
    surround my lonely residence,
    like enemies lined up against my soul,
    like conspirators in bedroom clothes
    who exchange long deep kisses to order.

    The radiant summer leads to lovers
    in predictable melancholic regiments,
    made of fat and skinny, sad and happy pairings:
    under the elegant coconut palms, near the ocean and the moon,
    goes an endless movement of trousers and dresses,
    a whisper of silk stockings being caressed,
    and womens breasts that sparkle like eyes.

    The little employee, after it all,
    after the weeks boredom, and novels read by night in bed,
    has definitively seduced the girl next door,
    and carried her away to a run-down movie house
    where the heroes are studs or princes mad with passion,
    and strokes her legs covered with soft down
    with his moist and ardent hands that smell of cigarettes.

    The seducers afternoons and married peoples nights
    come together like the sheets and bury me,
    and the hours after lunch when the young male students
    and the young girl students, and the priests, masturbate,
    and the creatures fornicate outright,
    and the bees smell of blood, and the flies madly buzz,
    and boy and girl cousins play oddly together,
    and doctors stare in fury at the young patients husband,
    and the morning hours in which the professor, as if to pass the time,
    performs his marriage duties, and breakfasts,
    and moreover, the adulterers, who love each other truly
    on beds as high and deep as ocean liners:
    finally, eternally surrounding me
    is a gigantic forest breathing and tangled
    with gigantic flowers like mouths with teeth
    and black roots in the shape of hooves and shoes.

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  20. 18. The Kiss

    Sara Teasdale (1884-1933) was a famous American poet. In 1913 she courted two men before deciding to marry Ernst Filsinger. Some wonder if she wished she chose Vachel Lindsay because her marriage to Filsinger ended in divorce in 1929. "The Kiss" shows that not all things are as wonderful as they first appear to be.

    I hoped that he would love me,
    And he has kissed my mouth,
    But I am like a stricken bird
    That cannot reach the south.

    For though I know he loves me,
    To-night my heart is sad;
    His kiss was not so wonderful
    As all the dreams I had.

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  21. 19. Waiting For Love

    • By Liz
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2011

    I am a 25 year old woman and am deeply wanting to be with a man who has recently broken up with his girlfriend. I've wanted to be with him about a week or so after we met. I saw his relationship practically from beginning to end. She used him and his heart and this in turn broke mine.
    When their relationship ended, I immediately wanted to heal him and his heart. I am now in wait for him to say I am his.

    I can feel you near so I turn around,
    There you stand with the smile I love.

    My heart is beating rapidly now as I look into your eyes.
    I reach out my hand but you hesitate.
    I read your eyes saying, "I'm sorry, we have to wait."
    I Keep my hand out hoping you'll take it.
    Still your eyes say it's too soon.
    It's been only three months since your last relationship ended.

    I walk to you and put my right hand on your chest, feel your heartbeat against my palm.
    My heart aches and my stomach turns into a knot.
    I feel your pain so fresh and want to take it away.
    You take my hand and press it between yours. I see your eyes say, "Soon I will hurt no more."

    I smile and my eyes light up.
    You smile back and look straight through my soul.
    Your left hand reaches up and cups my right cheek.
    Your thumb makes circular motions as you smile and look into my eyes.
    I close my eyes, begin to lean forward.
    Your right hand moves to my left cheek and you say, "Open your eyes, Liz."
    I look at you confused and begin to step back.
    Your hands move to my shoulders and hold me in place.
    My bottom lip quivers and tears well in my eyes.
    You pull me close and hug me tight, "Shh, shh, don't cry."
    I am hurting and want to bawl. I hear you say, "I promise we will kiss someday."

    I lift myself from your loving arms and nod in understanding.
    "I know you will heal soon. I will wait until you do.
    Just remember I am here for you whenever or whatever you need me for."
    You nod your head.
    We hug once again and it's time for us to temporarily part.
    My heart and stomach ache because I know I'll miss you horribly.

    So here I am just waiting for that day when I finally hear you say, "Will you be mine? My one and only?"
    I will shout, "YES!" and feel the joy my heart needs so desperately.
    When that day comes I will be yours and you will be mine.
    Until that day an emptiness remains that only you can fill.

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  22. 20. Waiting For Your Return

    • By Charlene Khuah
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems June 2010

    Many people say I cannot wait for my boyfriend who is in jail now, but I will prove them wrong.

    Poem About Waiting For Boyfriend In Jail

    never did you tell me
    you were leaving me.

    left me in one month,
    waited for months.

    alone sitting in this room,
    so dark.
    so alone.

    crying my heart out
    while waiting,
    waiting for your return.

    hoping you could feel
    the tears that come down,
    hoping you could see
    my shattered heart.

    sewing every piece back
    never leaving me
    without telling me
    once more.

    hoping for your quick return,
    bringing us back together
    once more.

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