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Alone - Poem by Maya Angelou

Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don't believe I'm wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.

There are some millionaires
With money they can't use
Their wives run round like banshees
Their children sing the blues
They've got expensive doctors
To cure their hearts of stone.
But nobody
No, nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Now if you listen closely
I'll tell you what I know
Storm clouds are gathering
The wind is gonna blow
The race of man is suffering
And I can hear the moan,
'Cause nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Comments about Alone by Maya Angelou

  • Dr Tony Brahmin 10/12/2020 11:45:00 AM

    How to find my soul a home
    Where water is not thirsty
    And bread loaf is not stone
    I came up with one thing
    And I don't believe I'm wrong
    That nobody,
    But nobody
    Can make it out here alone.
    a great call to be together. tony
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  • Emmanuel Joseph Olumakiss 9/10/2020 12:45:00 PM

    great lines of poetry Reply

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  • Poetic Sky 8/25/2020 9:53:00 AM

    Alone, all alone
    Nobody, but nobody
    Can make it out here alone.
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  • Harshal 6/17/2020 4:53:00 AM

    Beautiful poem
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  • Harshal 6/17/2020 2:49:00 AM

    beatiful poem

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  • Harshal 6/17/2020 2:47:00 AM

    Beautiful poem

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  • Bjpafa Meragente 6/11/2020 3:48:00 PM

    Once my sweet but not soft country, in the hands of a man that studied at the same school about 50 years before I did had a say for Portugal: proudly alone. You are right, today we are many countries. And I disguise evidence and truth. Reply

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  • Dawnlea Lochridge’ Coley 1/18/2020 12:36:00 AM

    beautiful write, , one of my favorites Reply

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  • Dr. Shailesh Veer 1/16/2020 9:49:00 PM

    Fantastic Reply

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  • Chinedu Dike 11/9/2019 10:24:00 AM

    A beautiful work of art from my favourite poetess. Reply

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Alone Poems
  1. 1. Alone
    Maya Angelou
  2. 2. Alone
    Edgar Allan Poe
  3. 3. Alone With Everybody
    Charles Bukowski
  4. 4. Alone And Drinking Under The Moon
    Li Po
  5. 5. Gentleman Alone
    Pablo Neruda
  6. 6. Alone Looking At The Mountain
    Li Po
  7. 7. Alone
    Sara Teasdale
  8. 8. Drinking Alone
    Li Po
  9. 9. Alone
    Ambrose Bierce
  10. 10. Alone In The Woods
    Stevie Smith
  11. 11. I Am Much Too Alone In This World, Yet N..
    Rainer Maria Rilke
  12. 12. So Alone!
    Lovina Sylvia Chidi
  13. 13. Alone
    Siegfried Sassoon
  14. 14. Alone
    Walter de la Mare
  15. 15. As I Sat Alone By Blue Ontario's Shores
    Walt Whitman
  16. 16. Alone
    James Joyce
  17. 17. Alone On Sea
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  18. 18. Alone, I Cannot Be
    Emily Dickinson
  19. 19. Euclid Alone
    Edna St. Vincent Millay
  20. 20. 06. Haiku - Alone
    john tiong chunghoo
  21. 21. Alone
    Angela R. M. Ferrer
  22. 22. Man Alone
    Louise Bogan
  23. 23. Eating Alone
    Li-Young Lee
  24. 24. Let Them Alone
    Robinson Jeffers
  25. 25. Alone In Crowds To Wander On
    Thomas Moore
  26. 26. I Thought I Was Not Alone
    Walt Whitman
  27. 27. When I Walk Alone.......
    Ravi Sathasivam
  28. 28. Alone
    Mariann Gentile
  29. 29. Roots And Leaves Themselves Alone
    Walt Whitman
  30. 30. Learning To Go Alone
    Ann Taylor
  31. 31. On The Beach At Night, Alone
    Walt Whitman
  32. 32. Sonnet 79: Whilst I Alone Did Call Upon ..
    William Shakespeare
  33. 33. A Heart Breaks Easier Alone
    Walter Krijthe
  34. 34. I Go Out On The Road Alone
    Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov
  35. 35. The Gardener Ix: When I Go Alone At Night
    Rabindranath Tagore
  36. 36. Alone In The Wind, On The Prairie
    Vachel Lindsay
  37. 37. I Only Am Escaped Alone To Tell Thee
    Howard Nemerov
  38. 38. Alone In My Darknees
    hazem al jaber
  39. 39. All Alone
    Mary Darby Robinson
  40. 40. Alone
    Deborah Ager
  41. 41. Alone In Ann Arbor
    Uriah Hamilton
  42. 42. Love Walked Alone.
    Stephen Crane
  43. 43. Helen All Alone
    Rudyard Kipling
  44. 44. Alone, Looking For Blossoms Along The Ri..
    Du Fu
  45. 45. Alone
    Yvor Winters
  46. 46. The Images Alone
    Les Murray
  47. 47. Sonnet Xi: You Not Alone
    Michael Drayton
  48. 48. Dying Alone In Public
    Cin Sweet Fields
  49. 49. Alone, Late At Night
    Sidi J. Mahtrow
  50. 50. Love Reckons By Itself—alone
    Emily Dickinson

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Alone Poems

  1. Alone And Drinking Under The Moon

    Amongst the flowers I am alone with my pot of wine drinking by myself; then lifting my cup I asked the moon to drink with me, its reflection and mine in the wine cup, just the three of us; then I sigh for the moon cannot drink, and my shadow goes emptily along with me never saying a word; with no other friends here, I can but use these two for company; in the time of happiness, I too must be happy with all around me; I sit and sing and it is as if the moon accompanies me; then if I dance, it is my shadow that dances along with me; while still not drunk, I am glad to make the moon and my shadow into friends, but then when I have drunk too much, we all part; yet these are friends I can always count on these who have no emotion whatsoever; I hope that one day we three will meet again, deep in the Milky Way.

  2. Alone

    From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone. Then- in my childhood, in the dawn Of a most stormy life- was drawn From every depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still: From the torrent, or the fountain, From the red cliff of the mountain, From the sun that round me rolled In its autumn tint of gold, From the lightning in the sky As it passed me flying by, From the thunder and the storm, And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view.

  3. Gentleman Alone

    The young maricones and the horny muchachas, The big fat widows delirious from insomnia, The young wives thirty hours' pregnant, And the hoarse tomcats that cross my garden at night, Like a collar of palpitating sexual oysters Surround my solitary home, Enemies of my soul, Conspirators in pajamas Who exchange deep kisses for passwords. Radiant summer brings out the lovers In melancholy regiments, Fat and thin and happy and sad couples; Under the elegant coconut palms, near the ocean and moon, There is a continual life of pants and panties, A hum from the fondling of silk stockings, And women's breasts that glisten like eyes. The salary man, after a while, After the week's tedium, and the novels read in bed at night, Has decisively fucked his neighbor, And now takes her to the miserable movies, Where the heroes are horses or passionate princes, And he caresses her legs covered with sweet down With his ardent and sweaty palms that smell like cigarettes. The night of the hunter and the night of the husband Come together like bed sheets and bury me, And the hours after lunch, when the students and priests are masturbating, And the animals mount each other openly, And the bees smell of blood, and the flies buzz cholerically, And cousins play strange games with cousins, And doctors glower at the husband of the young patient, And the early morning in which the professor, without a thought, Pays his conjugal debt and eats breakfast, And to top it all off, the adulterers, who love each other truly On beds big and tall as ships: So, eternally, This twisted and breathing forest crushes me With gigantic flowers like mouth and teeth And black roots like fingernails and shoes. Translated by Mike Topp

  4. Alone With Everybody

    the flesh covers the bone and they put a mind in there and sometimes a soul, and the women break vases against the walls and the men drink too much and nobody finds the one but keep looking crawling in and out of beds. flesh covers the bone and the flesh searches for more than flesh. there's no chance at all: we are all trapped by a singular fate. nobody ever finds the one. the city dumps fill the junkyards fill the madhouses fill the hospitals fill the graveyards fill nothing else fills. Anonymous submission.