Solitude Poems

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
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I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
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there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average
human being to supply any given army on any given day

and the best at murder are those who preach against it
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I DREAMED that one had died in a strange place
Near no accustomed hand,
And they had nailed the boards above her face,
The peasants of that land,
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You have to be always drunk. That's all there is to it--it's the
only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks
your back and bends you to the earth, you have to be continually
drunk.
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Thy soul shall find itself alone
'Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone;
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy.
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Rain, midnight rain, nothing but the wild rain
On this bleak hut, and solitude, and me
Remembering again that I shall die
And neither hear the rain nor give it thanks
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Leaning into the afternoons I cast my sad nets
towards your oceanic eyes.

There in the highest blaze my solitude lengthens and flames,
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I have a friend who still believes in heaven.
Not a stupid person, yet with all she knows, she literally talks to God.
She thinks someone listens in heaven.
On earth she's unusually competent.
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Suddenly, from all the green around you,
something-you don't know what-has disappeared;
you feel it creeping closer to the window,
in total silence. From the nearby wood
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I think the
deep solitude is
more comfortable to
me
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I was sitting alone and watching the peaceful lake
and enjoying the bliss of solitude
She came and smiled in silence
Now my mind went in romantic solidarity with her
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Do not confuse solitude with loneliness
In solitude you hatch your dreams
You grow wings
Travel to the nicest part of your sky
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Beauty is a child's smile, Peace is beauty of time.
Parental love is beauty. Also trump of justice over
injustice is beauty.
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We enjoy nature's beauty in solitude
Be it moon and stars, floating clouds

Loneliness is always with you
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The Solitary Man.
Away from voice, and noise, absence of haste and confusion,
Far away from the madding crowd, hasty drive, and pride,
Calmness, tranquillity, and quietness, conserves the solitude.
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A bliss of solitude,
such a wonder the life is,
oh what a miracle it is,
tackling all the tasks,
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Were I to breathe in this world nigh easy
And easier still in my solitude,
Such that my opinion on me sounds good,
No more I muse on how world feels ‘bout me.
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Living in Solitude, wasn't my choice.
Who likes to be alone, not being social?
Neither I liked, but was left loner.
Huge urge and want to meet,
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In my solitude
I am a solid sphere
Impenetrable and barricaded
Hidden from the hands of time
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