Poems About Emptiness Seeking Friendly Advice
#emptiness
Poems about emptiness seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Wired6
Poem Published
30th Nov 2022 9:42pm
30th Nov 2022 9:42pm
GrounD YouRselF.
Ground Yourself---PLEASE!
Everything that's felt,
Doesn't need 2 be said,
Grieve,without speech,instead.
Cry,
Shout,
And
Scream,
2 the Extreme.
But PLEASE,
Leave speech,unsaid.
Throat Chakras discreet,
But leave,
Believe,
Grieve,without speech,
Without Regrets,
Did I mention,
2 Ground Yourself---PLEASE!
2 Ground Yourself.
©Wired6. 28/11/2022.
Everything that's felt,
Doesn't need 2 be said,
Grieve,without speech,instead.
Cry,
Shout,
And
Scream,
2 the Extreme.
But PLEASE,
Leave speech,unsaid.
Throat Chakras discreet,
But leave,
Believe,
Grieve,without speech,
Without Regrets,
Did I mention,
2 Ground Yourself---PLEASE!
2 Ground Yourself.
©Wired6. 28/11/2022.
#emptiness
40 reads
4 Comments
Wired6
Poem Published
30th Nov 2022 12:56pm
30th Nov 2022 12:56pm
I,I,I--- TRY.
Majority,
Slicked,picked,
Ticked,tricked,into,
Religion.
Religion.
Religion.
My mum and dad,
Practised,
Much Religion,
Divine and Sacred.
Religion.
Religion.
Religion,
Was given,
As,
Breakfast.
Lunch,
And at DinnerTime.
But I,
I,
Didn't,Didn't,
Want 2,Didn't want 2,
Didn't want 2,
Drink Religion,
All The Time. ...
Slicked,picked,
Ticked,tricked,into,
Religion.
Religion.
Religion.
My mum and dad,
Practised,
Much Religion,
Divine and Sacred.
Religion.
Religion.
Religion,
Was given,
As,
Breakfast.
Lunch,
And at DinnerTime.
But I,
I,
Didn't,Didn't,
Want 2,Didn't want 2,
Didn't want 2,
Drink Religion,
All The Time. ...
#religion
#frustration
#confusion
#respect
#emptiness
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0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
29th Nov 2022 12:18pm
29th Nov 2022 12:18pm
the brotherhood of man
The brotherhood of man
When he came into the hall, his brother came down
the stairs, he had forgotten to buy milk
Outside, guns blasted his brother fragmented to
a hail of noise and blood on splattered asphalt.
The soldiers, in a killing mood, shot into the hall
he ran up to the third-floor flat where his sons sat
told them to flee to the roof of opposite buildings
They refused and had slingshots to defend themselves
he didn’t try to persuade the boys, undid a window
and jumped on the next roof as bullets of ill will
hissed past...
When he came into the hall, his brother came down
the stairs, he had forgotten to buy milk
Outside, guns blasted his brother fragmented to
a hail of noise and blood on splattered asphalt.
The soldiers, in a killing mood, shot into the hall
he ran up to the third-floor flat where his sons sat
told them to flee to the roof of opposite buildings
They refused and had slingshots to defend themselves
he didn’t try to persuade the boys, undid a window
and jumped on the next roof as bullets of ill will
hissed past...
#grief
#frustration
#greed
#emptiness
#fear
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0 Comments
Wired6
Poem Published
28th Nov 2022 11:05pm
28th Nov 2022 11:05pm
Sweet Cherry Pie.
She gave him,
The hole,
Bartered,
As sweet,cherry pie.
And 2 she,
And her daughter,
He provided,
A beautifully violent,
Life,
Life,
Style.
She knows,her friends,are envious,of HER,LIFE.
©Wired6. 26/11/2022
The hole,
Bartered,
As sweet,cherry pie.
And 2 she,
And her daughter,
He provided,
A beautifully violent,
Life,
Life,
Style.
She knows,her friends,are envious,of HER,LIFE.
©Wired6. 26/11/2022
#shame
#greed
#emptiness
#bittersweet
#fear
29 reads
1 Comment
Nilknarfar
Poem Published
28th Nov 2022 1:45pm
28th Nov 2022 1:45pm
Tear Stained Glass
Gazing down the road again
Breeze blowing light rain against the window
Her wet eyes see what they need to see
My god here he comes!
A lover’s caring fingers wiped her rain away
Cruel delusion
Sweet elation
Turns to blurry mud
Again
Hot mercury streaking down tear stained glass
Her age old eyes of marble
Soaked in lighter fluid
Someday she’ll stop pacing
Someday she’ll stop watching
Someday she’ll stop burning
Soon as she gives up hope
Hope is need
Hope is promise
Hope...
Breeze blowing light rain against the window
Her wet eyes see what they need to see
My god here he comes!
A lover’s caring fingers wiped her rain away
Cruel delusion
Sweet elation
Turns to blurry mud
Again
Hot mercury streaking down tear stained glass
Her age old eyes of marble
Soaked in lighter fluid
Someday she’ll stop pacing
Someday she’ll stop watching
Someday she’ll stop burning
Soon as she gives up hope
Hope is need
Hope is promise
Hope...
#rejection
#UnrequitedLove
#despair
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
55 reads
2 Comments
LovelyDarkness
WaterLily
WaterLily
Poem Published
28th Nov 2022 3:39am
28th Nov 2022 3:39am
Never had a Real Friend
#anxiety
#heartbroken
#frustration
#disappointment
#emptiness
37 reads
2 Comments
Oslynray
Rosalyn
Rosalyn
Poem Published
25th Nov 2022 1:36pm
25th Nov 2022 1:36pm
Split
Split
I can’t wait to walk away!
But wait,
Please don’t go…
Back and fourth,
My mind is splitting.
And everyday, it shows…
I love you so much,
No, actually
I hate your guts…
But at the same time
I need you to feel whole.
Yesterday was perfect,
But today I’m not sure if it’s worth it,
It changes by the day…
I love you: I worship you,
But I want to walk away!
When you don’t do what I say,
When you can’t read my mind for me,
When you don’t constantly reassure me!?
All my love, turns to violent...
I can’t wait to walk away!
But wait,
Please don’t go…
Back and fourth,
My mind is splitting.
And everyday, it shows…
I love you so much,
No, actually
I hate your guts…
But at the same time
I need you to feel whole.
Yesterday was perfect,
But today I’m not sure if it’s worth it,
It changes by the day…
I love you: I worship you,
But I want to walk away!
When you don’t do what I say,
When you can’t read my mind for me,
When you don’t constantly reassure me!?
All my love, turns to violent...
#regret
#shame
#confusion
#despair
#emptiness
69 reads
2 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
24th Nov 2022 2:17pm
24th Nov 2022 2:17pm
among us
Among us
The dance of death never stops
A plane crossing the Atlantic losses heights
the chief pilot flirts with a woman
when he is called to the cockpit
Too late, a gigantic wave hits the tail
Goodbye Paris.
The heart of tired sparrows stops
it falls from the sky
hits the front window of a car
distracted, the driver hits another car
In the melee, no one sees the sparrow.
A tourist, going for a walk, in jolly Naples
is hit by a pig kept on the balcony
No more sightseeing.
You’re not safe in bed, a nightmare ...
The dance of death never stops
A plane crossing the Atlantic losses heights
the chief pilot flirts with a woman
when he is called to the cockpit
Too late, a gigantic wave hits the tail
Goodbye Paris.
The heart of tired sparrows stops
it falls from the sky
hits the front window of a car
distracted, the driver hits another car
In the melee, no one sees the sparrow.
A tourist, going for a walk, in jolly Naples
is hit by a pig kept on the balcony
No more sightseeing.
You’re not safe in bed, a nightmare ...
#grief
#frustration
#greed
#emptiness
#fear
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0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
20th Nov 2022 11:19am
20th Nov 2022 11:19am
the England I knew
The England I knew
When I came to England in the seventies, I settled
in a dreadful town called Elsmere Port
the saving grace, it had a library and was near Chester
and Liverpool.
My education was a woeful lacking substance I took
classes in counselling, philosophy, literature and of all
thing acting, an art that always has fascinated me.
The chasm between workers and bosses was not deep
even the Tory party had a human face
Then came the catastrophe, in the form of a female
called Margarete Thatcher.
Greed is right; there is...
When I came to England in the seventies, I settled
in a dreadful town called Elsmere Port
the saving grace, it had a library and was near Chester
and Liverpool.
My education was a woeful lacking substance I took
classes in counselling, philosophy, literature and of all
thing acting, an art that always has fascinated me.
The chasm between workers and bosses was not deep
even the Tory party had a human face
Then came the catastrophe, in the form of a female
called Margarete Thatcher.
Greed is right; there is...
#grief
#frustration
#greed
#emptiness
#fear
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0 Comments
Vampyre497
Poem Published
17th Nov 2022 2:06pm
17th Nov 2022 2:06pm
Murder of the Worms
They all start to escape the dirt
But get caught in my shit
Swallow and choke on spit
Cough and lie on your shirt
Burrow all the same to find a core
Eroding to feasting to kill me more
I hear the worms screaming and thrashing about
Their intrusive nature turns into a shout
Never escape grasping fingers
Gripping old throats now lingers
My brains rot into maggot stew
Eat up while you still want to
Feast on my entrails of pestilence
Murder the worms in opulence
Fuck your excuses for your mistakes
Rivers of...
But get caught in my shit
Swallow and choke on spit
Cough and lie on your shirt
Burrow all the same to find a core
Eroding to feasting to kill me more
I hear the worms screaming and thrashing about
Their intrusive nature turns into a shout
Never escape grasping fingers
Gripping old throats now lingers
My brains rot into maggot stew
Eat up while you still want to
Feast on my entrails of pestilence
Murder the worms in opulence
Fuck your excuses for your mistakes
Rivers of...
#anxiety
#depression
#MentalHealth
#despair
#emptiness
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0 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
16th Nov 2022 3:28pm
16th Nov 2022 3:28pm
Nose up in the air
The very highly knowledgeable fellow,
Art connoisseur hors-pair
Stood in front of Munch's fabulous painting
Mädchen auf der Brücke,
Ceaselessly expanding,
His listeners in awe,
Little knowing that it was a fake.
Art connoisseur hors-pair
Stood in front of Munch's fabulous painting
Mädchen auf der Brücke,
Ceaselessly expanding,
His listeners in awe,
Little knowing that it was a fake.
#emptiness
36 reads
6 Comments
brownwidow
Susie13
Susie13
Poem Published
16th Nov 2022 2:43am
16th Nov 2022 2:43am
Life's Sufferance
Clusters of turmoil latch onto every atom in my body at birth
The emotional agony lusters my body translating itself into my soul, making itself a part of my identity that I cannot escape
The inability to separate from this contract we call life is much too difficult to accept
I become adept in the art of life's sufferance
Draped in profound misery
Earth bound and withheld of true contentment...
This is my convent
The emotional agony lusters my body translating itself into my soul, making itself a part of my identity that I cannot escape
The inability to separate from this contract we call life is much too difficult to accept
I become adept in the art of life's sufferance
Draped in profound misery
Earth bound and withheld of true contentment...
This is my convent
#depression
#dark
#death #emptiness
#death #emptiness
102 reads
9 Comments
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