Lonely Hearts Captured in Alienation Poems

In silent distance, hearts do part,
Alienation's heavy art.
With walls unseen and words unspoke,
It leaves the soul in quiet choke.
A void between where once was close,
A shadowed place where echoes ghost.

A lonely echo in the hall,
Alienation's quiet call.
In every glance, in every turn,
A sense of loss, a quiet burn.
Through crowded rooms and bustling streets,
The alienated heart retreats.

Apart from all, a soul does drift,
In alienation's quiet rift.
With every step, a space does grow,
A solitude that few will know.
In silence deep, we find the space,
Where alienation leaves its trace.

A man felt alienated and blue,
Until a joke he knew.
He told it loud to an empty room,
And laughed away his gloom.
"Next time," he said with a chuckle bright,
"I'll find some friends to share my light!"

A girl felt alone in a crowd,
Until she sneezed aloud.
The echo made her giggle with cheer,
And people started to draw near.
"Next time," she thought with a grateful heart,
"I'll sneeze to get the talking start!"

In the spaces where silence grows,
Alienation, life's lows.
A touch so cold, a heart so pure,
Alienation, life's allure.
From bonds to gaps, a journey grand,
Alienation, life's hand.
A symbol of solitude, a sign of grace,
Alienation, life's embrace.
In its presence, shadows found,
Alienation, all around.
Silent distance, pure and bright,
Alienation, in the light.
In its void, hearts retreat,
Alienation, incomplete.
With each step, walls ascend,
Alienation, no friend.