Poems about Emptiness
#emptiness
Poems about emptiness; a barren, empty world with nothing at all. Poetry about feeling numb and a life lacking meaning. Poems about emptiness includes poetry about the absence of feelings and emotions, and poems about feeling although you don't have a purpose in life.
Academic
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:43pm
Yesterday 8:43pm
Absolutely, what a sick joke this United Kingdom is regrettably!
By Stanley Collymore
It's amazing, what you can afford
when your family pay minimal
income tax, no inheritance
tax and inherit swathes of the country simply
through breeding! So an 11 year old actually
very extremely privileged boy is being given
flying lessons. In the literally same country
meanwhile the NHS that I positively adore
and wholeheartedly support is undeniably
generally almost but, thankfully, not there
yet, beyond repair! Similarly, many elderly
across the country, will no longer receive
winter...
It's amazing, what you can afford
when your family pay minimal
income tax, no inheritance
tax and inherit swathes of the country simply
through breeding! So an 11 year old actually
very extremely privileged boy is being given
flying lessons. In the literally same country
meanwhile the NHS that I positively adore
and wholeheartedly support is undeniably
generally almost but, thankfully, not there
yet, beyond repair! Similarly, many elderly
across the country, will no longer receive
winter...
#dark
#denial
#emptiness
#greed
#hate
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ChloesPoeticInk
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:47pm
Yesterday 6:47pm
Uncertainty of What’s Real
I wake up to the aching, a dull, relentless throb,
Is it the pain that’s real, or just my mind’s cruel job?
Each pulse, each sharp reminder, it grips me from within,
But is it truth I’m feeling, or just the place I’ve been?
The bottle sits beside me, its answers clear and close,
But every time I reach for it, I wonder if I’m lost.
Is this the hurt I think it is, or just another game?
I’ve danced this line so many times, I'm starting to forget my name.
The pain, it feels like fire, but am I fanning flames?
Or am I...
Is it the pain that’s real, or just my mind’s cruel job?
Each pulse, each sharp reminder, it grips me from within,
But is it truth I’m feeling, or just the place I’ve been?
The bottle sits beside me, its answers clear and close,
But every time I reach for it, I wonder if I’m lost.
Is this the hurt I think it is, or just another game?
I’ve danced this line so many times, I'm starting to forget my name.
The pain, it feels like fire, but am I fanning flames?
Or am I...
#anxiety
#apathy
#confusion
#emptiness
#frustration
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:59am
Yesterday 10:59am
Hollow
Hey now where did you go?
Thought I was holding you?
All you are is air baby
Fall into my breath and chase away my fears only don't leave me so hollow
I sit back and look at this thing I've become
Am I really so twisted or are these the things you've filled me up with
But trusting what you say I truly am not worth a thing.
Thought I was holding you?
All you are is air baby
Fall into my breath and chase away my fears only don't leave me so hollow
I sit back and look at this thing I've become
Am I really so twisted or are these the things you've filled me up with
But trusting what you say I truly am not worth a thing.
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#rejection
#suffering
#vulnerability
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ChloesPoeticInk
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:46am
Yesterday 9:46am
Living for Others While Losing Myself
I'm live for your milestones,
For your birthdays, your vows, your smiles.
I count your moments like stars in the sky,
But my own road stretches for miles.
I stay for your child’s first steps,
For the joy that blooms in your eyes.
Yet when I turn to search for mine,
All I see are empty skies.
I’m here to witness your laughter,
To clap when you reach the peak.
But when I try to find my voice,
I realise I’ve forgotten how to speak.
I live in the shadow of your joy,
Waiting, just waiting,...
For your birthdays, your vows, your smiles.
I count your moments like stars in the sky,
But my own road stretches for miles.
I stay for your child’s first steps,
For the joy that blooms in your eyes.
Yet when I turn to search for mine,
All I see are empty skies.
I’m here to witness your laughter,
To clap when you reach the peak.
But when I try to find my voice,
I realise I’ve forgotten how to speak.
I live in the shadow of your joy,
Waiting, just waiting,...
#emptiness
#loneliness
#rejection
#sadness
#shame
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Lilliputian
Poem Published
12th Sep 2024 11:46pm
12th Sep 2024 11:46pm
With Time
Waves surge forward
As the islet slowly erodes in the sea
Swallowed into its depths
Until it can no longer crest
To catch a breath
Submerged and interred in the seabed
Lost in a hole of nothingness
With the flowing hourglass
As the islet slowly erodes in the sea
Swallowed into its depths
Until it can no longer crest
To catch a breath
Submerged and interred in the seabed
Lost in a hole of nothingness
With the flowing hourglass
#apathy
#emptiness
#FeelingLost #sea
#FeelingLost #sea
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
12th Sep 2024 10:56pm
12th Sep 2024 10:56pm
I am the haunted
Misery is the bed I sleep in
Shadows wake me as I lay paralyzed
No face I carry, but only the scar of your hatred
I am the haunted
A holy land that burns on through the night
Empty affectation of pain, I walk in the battle of my thoughts
My gravestone is what I bear as a reminder
I am the haunted
Shadows wake me as I lay paralyzed
No face I carry, but only the scar of your hatred
I am the haunted
A holy land that burns on through the night
Empty affectation of pain, I walk in the battle of my thoughts
My gravestone is what I bear as a reminder
I am the haunted
#dark
#death
#emptiness
#myself
#shadows
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O_Dee
Poem Published
12th Sep 2024 10:16pm
12th Sep 2024 10:16pm
Cut
Bright as a ribbon
snipped by the mayor
to a round of applause
her river ran
one sunny afternoon
taking her with it.
When she was moored again
she had butterflies
and flowers beside her bed.
The opening was closed.
She was quiet, peaceful.
When they asked her why
she whispered
because, it made me feel alive
snipped by the mayor
to a round of applause
her river ran
one sunny afternoon
taking her with it.
When she was moored again
she had butterflies
and flowers beside her bed.
The opening was closed.
She was quiet, peaceful.
When they asked her why
she whispered
because, it made me feel alive
#emptiness
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Koulouri
Poem Published
12th Sep 2024 3:28pm
12th Sep 2024 3:28pm
Please leave your name, number, and reason for calling, and I'll return your call promptly.
Mangled and torn,
I still ask for you.
It's your name,
that stumbled past my teeth.
It's you,
who will not come.
Yet I call,
and will continue to.
The sirens are loud,
and sound like your voice that night.
With bright lights above,
I feel empty and cold.
The continued silence
of my phone fills the air.
Hope grows weary,
and my cheeks are dried.
I see your hands,
reaching for me.
But they are not yours,
for they are gloved and cold.
Your warmth is not here,
and...
I still ask for you.
It's your name,
that stumbled past my teeth.
It's you,
who will not come.
Yet I call,
and will continue to.
The sirens are loud,
and sound like your voice that night.
With bright lights above,
I feel empty and cold.
The continued silence
of my phone fills the air.
Hope grows weary,
and my cheeks are dried.
I see your hands,
reaching for me.
But they are not yours,
for they are gloved and cold.
Your warmth is not here,
and...
#disappointment
#emptiness
#loneliness #rejection
#loneliness #rejection
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adagio
Poem Published
12th Sep 2024 1:21pm
12th Sep 2024 1:21pm
Rollin' In My Sweet Baby's Arms
Conforming with the nature of my analysis eyes
dressed in veil prudent to the dark's descent of
opium's decadency shadowing the scent of the
woolsey's cold-cold heart listening to the pulse of
the widow's corpse from a harp in the chandelier
calling my name lusting for the pimpernel of the
narcissistic daffodil calling me strange and pulling
strings of St. Vitus Dance signing in with thunder
as lightning strikes like fingers knitting a charade
the rain makes ashes of my filtered cigarette
have nicotine, will travel...
dressed in veil prudent to the dark's descent of
opium's decadency shadowing the scent of the
woolsey's cold-cold heart listening to the pulse of
the widow's corpse from a harp in the chandelier
calling my name lusting for the pimpernel of the
narcissistic daffodil calling me strange and pulling
strings of St. Vitus Dance signing in with thunder
as lightning strikes like fingers knitting a charade
the rain makes ashes of my filtered cigarette
have nicotine, will travel...
#dark
#deception
#emptiness #hypocrisy
#emptiness #hypocrisy
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thoughtsdie
Poem Published
12th Sep 2024 8:27am
12th Sep 2024 8:27am
Cracks
Spiders thread themselves in my life
They hide in dark places
Under blankets
Behind paintings
Inside dead pages
Between all the cracks breaking me
They hide in dark places
Under blankets
Behind paintings
Inside dead pages
Between all the cracks breaking me
#apathy
#dark
#despair
#disappointment
#emptiness
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keicros
Poem Published
12th Sep 2024 5:06am
12th Sep 2024 5:06am
the owner of the house came back
do you know the space where two train tracks meet?
somewhere along those lines, the air smelled like defeat
something about that old house told us we were meant to stay
something for the strays
but nothing on the trays
the ambiguity of reality upon seeing cracked fine china
poems on the floor we thought were as old as a millennia
the bedsheets always seemed like there was someone loving me
something for the lovers
but nothing left to see
but then the owner of the house came back
with a suitcase of corn bread and a...
somewhere along those lines, the air smelled like defeat
something about that old house told us we were meant to stay
something for the strays
but nothing on the trays
the ambiguity of reality upon seeing cracked fine china
poems on the floor we thought were as old as a millennia
the bedsheets always seemed like there was someone loving me
something for the lovers
but nothing left to see
but then the owner of the house came back
with a suitcase of corn bread and a...
#denial
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#shame
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Lilliputian
Poem Published
12th Sep 2024 00:47am
12th Sep 2024 00:47am
Like a Mummy
Like a mummy, remove my core,
desiccate me with natron to dry my depths,
so I stay composed, wrapped neatly with linen,
shielded with resin against scrutiny.
Kept in a tomb within my mind,
sleeping with waning remnants of my hopes,
meticulously crafted expectations,
beautifully decorated as hieroglyphs,
safeguarding my vulnerable, hollow corpse,
just like a mummy.
desiccate me with natron to dry my depths,
so I stay composed, wrapped neatly with linen,
shielded with resin against scrutiny.
Kept in a tomb within my mind,
sleeping with waning remnants of my hopes,
meticulously crafted expectations,
beautifully decorated as hieroglyphs,
safeguarding my vulnerable, hollow corpse,
just like a mummy.
#apathy
#despair
#emptiness
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