#isolation

564 posts
  • anshuman_sant 1w

    The thing about isolation is that, you evolve different. Like a separate ecosystem, with it's own habitat. Parallel with others, but never intersecting.


    ©anshuman_sant

  • heartofbabel 6w

    [ Nights Like This ]

    It’s on nights like this
    Wish I had a thousand friends
    That we would gather around the fire
    And let the fun begin
    Because my home is vacant, silent
    And I cannot pretend
    That this loneliness in life
    Is every gonna end

    For plagued is my soul
    Displaying absence in the whole
    Where friendships are as valued
    As an eternity of gold
    And life has a funny way
    Of drawing distance, making cold
    And I shudder just to think
    That I could die alone

    Yeah, on nights like this
    I wish I could raise a chalice
    To drink my fill of love
    If I am being honest
    Because life is too short
    To live within your malice
    I’d rather tip the scales
    Then have an even balance

    Focusing my actions
    Solely into love
    Where the heart has meaning
    A reason beating blood
    Gathered altogether
    Embraced into a hug
    No striving for acceptance
    Through a system of a judge

    It’s on nights like this
    Where purpose speaks to mind
    And I am left to look about
    Seeing that we’re blind
    Distracted from one another
    Worked into a bind
    While longing for our freedom
    Yet never having time

    And what of all these actions
    Do they set the course of life
    Transforming us to toil
    Until all we know is strife
    Repeat the generations
    Repetitions of advice
    Veiled from our design
    So we may never reach our heights

    It’s on nights like this
    When things seem the darkest
    Where all the problems of your life
    Are seen at their largest
    And all the little things
    They seem to hit the hardest
    And pierce right to the heart
    And cut you at its sharpest

    That you wish that you had somebody
    That you were not alone
    That life was really different
    Then all that you’ve been shown
    You try to hold your head up
    You try to stay composed
    But whether things will change or not
    You really never know

    On nights like this

    ©heartofbabel

    #HeartOfBabel #Babel #GaratheDen
    #Isolation #Solitude #Loneliness #Depression

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    [ Nights Like This ]

  • starkanonymous 7w

    An Ode...

    Oh! For this, right here

    is my ode to speak of freedom

    But loneliness, I fear

    holds the keys to my own kingdom

    For all that I hold dear

    I don't know what made me eat them

    When bad times were near

    That's exactly how I beat them

    I'm free to shed no tears

    For all my inner demons.

    And all too unprepared

    To rise on up to meet them

    Not that I'd have dared

    Cause my freedom keeps me free from

    Every passing year

    That's not fair, revered and fearsome




    7/30/21©starkanonymous
    @j.e.trempe•lost°thoughts°poesis
    (All Rights Reserved)

  • a_lee_chambers 7w

    Dry your tears,
    Gain composure.
    Chin up dear;
    Appear unbothered.
    Tidy your appearance,
    Fix your face,
    You may be broken,
    But show some grace.
    You are a leader;
    Don't let weakness show.
    You have to be strong
    Don't let them know.
    Your foundation is unsteady,
    But you can't falter.
    You're life is crumbling;
    You must hold it together.
    No room for mistakes;
    An illusion of perfection.
    The weight of others
    Will lead to your destruction.
    No one will rescue you,
    You are your own salvation.
    The price of your strength?
    Isolation.


    ©a_lee_chambers

  • manognaboppudi_ 8w

    Upside Down

    One day...
    One day took all of it...
    Staring outside the window blankly,
    Wondering how empty the streets are...
    Days turned blue and grey,
    No more black and white...
    Longing for things once annoyed,
    Praying to relive them...
    Cold keeps creeping in,
    Forgetting what warmth is like...
    Nights pass with suffocating thoughts,
    Morning come with a confused mind...
    Hoping to meet the loved ones,
    Just for one day...!!!
    ©manognaboppudi_

  • sonysehgal 8w

    Some souls would hang up there, at night ...
    while some down there, would doom in pain ...

    ©sonysehgal

  • kaiotyk 10w

    I found this draft I liked, and I'm glad I did because I got to revise and add to it! This bad boy is finally finished ��
    #miraquill #kaiotyk #spokenword #improvement #selfcare #reflection #isolation #togetherness #comparison #love #relationship #friendship #family

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    Difference 365

    The most fun I’ve had in 2020
    listed by amount indulged:
    One. Dancing in my room alone
    to songs about boys who never loved me
    Two. dancing in my room alone
    to songs about boys who may have loved me at one time
    and could give a damn less now
    Three. imagining the laughter of the people
    when they realize it’s another poem
    about loving solitude more than anything else
    Four. Every time I see my younger sister smile
    Five. Realizing I’ll always be whoever I want
    and remain both nothing and everything else
    Six. Sitting in bed alone
    thinking about hugging my friends
    Seven. Hugging my friends

    The most fun I've had in 2021
    listed by amount indulged:
    One. Finding love in the obvious place, the home of arms
    that welcome you with ease
    Two. Hobbies become fun again, the daily grind now but a pile of dust
    that has lessened its grip on my mind
    Three. Posing for Polaroids with my favorite ring of human beings
    Four. Imaging the laughter of the people when they realize it's a new poem
    about embracing the change for once instead of
    sad boy central up in this bitch
    Five. Seeing my loved ones smile
    Six. Sitting in bed shoulder to shoulder
    thinking about the possibilities of tomorrow
    Seven. Getting to tomorrow.
    ©kaiotyk

  • starkanonymous 11w

    in the thick of it

    silence... listen for the crickets

    I'm stuck in the thick of it

    the pervading silence of

    this empty house



    the quiet... sickeningly illicit

    I'm stuck in the thick of it

    this invading quiet of

    my empty head



    why this..? this, my quicksand mistress

    stuck me in the shit of it

    a suffocating silence in

    this empty house



    which used to be a home

    but now I'm left alone

    to fend on my own

    in a place where I have nothing



    where I have no one.





    7/1/21©starkanonymous
    @e.j.markt•writing|solutions
    (All Rights Reserved)

  • nuances_in_life 12w

    I don't want to be a choice I want to be the only option
    ©nuances_in_life

  • burried_thoughts 12w

    Sufferance

    How much more should I wait for ?
    Will they always remain the same ?
    Wouldn't they budge even an inch ?
    Will my feelings ever be validated ?
    Will I ever be able to connect with them ?

    Is there a human who can relate with it ?
    Am I the only imperfect human;
    Am I the only one with flaws here !
    Even if it is, can someone be broad minded enough to accept me in my fullest ?

    They say they love me;
    But what about my emotions and feelings ?
    They name it concern;
    But why don't they understand ?
    They call their abuse correction;
    What about the bruises they cause?

    They demand obedience;
    What about the share of love that I deserve ?
    They brand my assertion as selfishness;
    what are they when they destitute me ?

    They deny my reality;
    What about the things that i experienced?
    They call my act of expressing myself drama;
    What about their melodrama to appeal me?

    ©burried_thoughts

  • nuances_in_life 15w

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    ©nuances_in_life

  • maxedson83akalyricalslouch 15w

    CONSUMED

    Its 4:30 in the morning and anxiety consumes me. I find it hard to face every new day. I was like this before but the isolation from this covid definitely made it worse. The anticipation of social interactions makes me very nervous. Still like every other day I will face my fears and face another day.
    ©maxedson83

  • rachanarithu 17w

    Demons of Pandemic and beyond.

    Will I ever get to see the people I love, one more time ?


    TW: Sexual Abuse, Covid, Mental Health Conditions, Death


    I remember the last time I asked this question to myself.  It was 4 years ago in a far away land where I was forcefully confined to a house during an abusive relationship. Getting physically and mentally abused by someone you trusted is an excruciating pain and to wake up the next day, to prepare food for the same person and pretend like nothing happened until it happens all over again the same evening, is just every description of hell in reality.

    Every single day the torture only increased and over the days, the question turned to a belief that, "I will not get to see anyone else, ever again". Infact if not for a universal intervention and my sister, I wouldn't have been alive to tell the tale.

    I got a second chance at life then in the form of my sister who helped me escape, get help and restart from scratch.  Yet, that incident left  long lasting impact in the form of multiple severe mental health conditions, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, Depression, Anxiety and mild OCD.

    After changing multiple jobs, places and medications, things were finally  taking a positive turn when I landed a job that I really liked, a super supportive team, psychotherapy and also found alternate effective cure for my condition in Ayurveda. I tried to convince myself that may be just maybe, things might change. While medications and psychotherapy helped, I was supposed to stay away from triggers that would set off panic / anxiety attacks, which if gets worse could end up in me collapsing completely.  While there were many minor triggers, few major ones were good enough to start off major panic attacks, like being  in confined spaces, bound to home for prolonged periods without physically interacting with others, sounds of nadaswaram (musical instruments used in the south Indian weddings), sudden power cuts in the night and so on. I tried my best to stay away from triggers and things were actually getting better.


    Then Covid happened, I was confined to my home in the city, isolated into one of my worst triggers.  With the help of some  very  generous friends, I survived last lockdown, where I had multiple panic attacks and hospitalizations since I lost consciousness as a consequence. 

    This year lockdown is even worse, cases are rising like hell and people  I know or people in general are dying on a daily basis.  Amidst all this asking friends to come over for even emergency makes me feel guilty, can't visit hospitals as they are over occupied already with Covid cases and so on.


    Nights and darkness come along with horrible memories of the past, nightmares brings back vivid details of the trauma that happened, time crawls by in the night, where I stay awake counting seconds till the morning rays strike through my window, assuring some level of safety and may be just may be few minutes of uninterrupted sleep.


    Along with all that,  I haven't seen my mother or grandparents since February 2020, my sister or my brother since before that and by the way things are going on, I don't know if we will ever get to see each other in person anymore. I live in constant anxiety of something happening to my mother who is yet waiting to getting to get her slot for vaccination, my grandparents who can't be vaccinated due to co-morbidities,  because of which, me travelling all the way to them without getting vaccinated can be risky too. I have no freaking clue what will happen if I go down with Covid despite every possible precautions taken.


    The anxiety of all these uncertainties and constant triggers are literally disabling, physically and mentally.

    Everyday I hope that all of us sail through this and live to tell the tale but as the days pass by, the hopes are hammered and lights at the end of the tunnel seems like a mirage. Each day getting out of bed, doing things that a normal person could do without actually even thinking is a battle for me within myself.


    Yet I try my best to breathe through, one second to another, determined to fight back as far as I can. 


    I acknowledge the privilege I have of having a home to sleep, or not being currently in an abusive household,  and am grateful for all that. I am writing this to just let out that despite the privileges, the outward appearances, the shield of projections, many people hold onto, they might be fighting unimaginably deadly demons.

    If you are one who is fighting these battles for whatsoever reasons, your pain is valid as much as all the  collective grief around. Do not feel guilty for feeling pain.


    Breathe. Hold On. One second to another.


    "Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about"

    ©rachanarithu

  • yasasvee_varsha 17w

    Solitary mind

    Hard as ice
    Stone cold inside
    All you see,
    Is an uneasy being

    Cracked hard core
    Frustrated
    All I see,
    Is paradise, of isolation...!

    ©yasasvee_varsha

  • wordsbykarma 19w

    I am both awed and disrupted by the idea of having a 'soulmate' .
    ⁣⁣⁣⁣
    Someone in particular marked for us to share this experience with,
    the idea is truly beautiful. ⁣⁣
    Yet i cannot help but doubt this as some surreal abstraction.

    ©wordsbykarma

  • reena14 20w

    Isolation

    An isolated room has more power to create poetry, art and skills than a stage, office and museum...


    ©reena14

  • ashamurali 20w

    The current situation can play tricks on the mind and make one feel hopeless.
    However, this is when our imagination comes in handy. We can trick our mind into thinking happy thoughts and manage these tough times.
    As mirakeeans who can beat us in imagination?
    The wonderful poem on covid pqtient in isolation by @raghavendran triggered me to write this.
    Stay strong and stay safe.
    @writersbay @writersnetwork @writersnetwork #isolation #writersnetwork #mirakee #pod #hope

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    Smile, despite isolation

    Even when all alone in isolation,
    No need for despair and desperation,
    Calling the good friend, imagination,
    can save one from depression.

    One can feel scared and lonely,
    Longing to be in a crowd so lively,
    When mind spins anxiously,
    Fear can haunt endlessly!

    The situation now is no doubt grim,
    And all hopes seem dull and slim,
    no choice but.to smile and swim,
    We can never let our light to dim.

    Inner peace, dont let events destroy,
    Most times it's just a decoy!
    Fill your mind with hope and joy,
    Every moment is yours to enjoy!

    ©ashamurali

  • landoflitdiaries 20w

    Power of Relationships

    Never underestimate the power of relationships in your life. They're the best source of strength that encourages goodness in you. Loneliness or Isolation can never be the solution to mental chaos. When you have your friends and loved ones by your side nothing can break your spirit.
    ©landoflitdiaries

  • loftydreams101 21w

    To Shapeshifting Worlds of Old

    Soon I'll return
    To the arms of a haunted refuge
    To the choked ports of a home
    I sent sinking in the mist
    Many mornings ago
    ~
    Clawed down to mere scraps
    To morsel and bone by the scavenging months
    Soon I'll breathe in a maddening,
    An ever-widening joy
    ~
    Until I'm lost in its frenzy
    Drunk, from the ebb and flow of the crowds
    Rushed along, by once buried screams of rebirth
    ~
    Returned, to the form I surrendered
    All those mornings ago
    Veiled in ghostly white and rearranged by time

    ©2021 William Wright, Jr.

  • cicily 47w

    #cicily #isolation #arrows #mirakee
    Your isolation is your freedom to live the way you want. When none care about you... You will know your strength and capabilities. So smile can be your weapon in your isolation.

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    Isolation is the
    only arrow that
    smiles


    ©cicily