Poems About Emptiness Seeking Honest Critique
#emptiness
Poems about emptiness seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Academic
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:52pm
Yesterday 9:52pm
Seems like Britain basically wants to rule the world again. Lol! Come on then Liz Truss let's fight them!
By Stanley Collymore
Get a life Liz Truss as what passes
for your present one has actually long ago passed its sell by date!
Ralistically therefore you basically
do really need, to be de-selected
by your constituents Liz. For you
are a dangerous and essentially
also, a distinctively delusionally
conceited idiot with absolutely
no principles whatsoever, and
literally too, those undeniably
repulsively, and self-servingly
repulsive, characteristics you
obviously have and would so ...
Get a life Liz Truss as what passes
for your present one has actually long ago passed its sell by date!
Ralistically therefore you basically
do really need, to be de-selected
by your constituents Liz. For you
are a dangerous and essentially
also, a distinctively delusionally
conceited idiot with absolutely
no principles whatsoever, and
literally too, those undeniably
repulsively, and self-servingly
repulsive, characteristics you
obviously have and would so ...
#hate
#dark
#greed
#denial
#emptiness
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Billy_Snagg
Snaggy
Snaggy
Poem Published
29th Jun 2022 10:43pm
29th Jun 2022 10:43pm
The World Is Your Oyster...Card!
(Billy Snagg / Norris Niblet)
The world is his Oyster card,
Scar it in his life story Shard.
London -
Zones 1 to 6,
Making his mental hits,
Where the limitation of his mind permits.
Precious memories he tries to find,
That he’ll never donate in kind.
The world is his Oyster card,
Touching in, touching out.
A bus trip here,
A tube journey there.
Never venturing far
Into the unknown,
'Country zone'
That alien territory,
Of unfamiliar landscapes -
Strange fares.
His existence is...
The world is his Oyster card,
Scar it in his life story Shard.
London -
Zones 1 to 6,
Making his mental hits,
Where the limitation of his mind permits.
Precious memories he tries to find,
That he’ll never donate in kind.
The world is his Oyster card,
Touching in, touching out.
A bus trip here,
A tube journey there.
Never venturing far
Into the unknown,
'Country zone'
That alien territory,
Of unfamiliar landscapes -
Strange fares.
His existence is...
#anxiety
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
#FeelingTrapped
43 reads
2 Comments
monovox128
Poem Published
29th Jun 2022 5:57pm
29th Jun 2022 5:57pm
NO RELPY
NO REPLY
I reach out to you, there's no reply
You're too busy, you're preoccupied.
So many times how I've waited.
On my desires to be met, be sated.
Am I just wasting energy, my time?
Hoping for moments so sublime.
Still I hang on, not give up hope.
I find new ways to help me cope.
Yet I reach for you, there's no reply.
Again I'm all alone, feeling denied.
I reach out to you, there's no reply
You're too busy, you're preoccupied.
So many times how I've waited.
On my desires to be met, be sated.
Am I just wasting energy, my time?
Hoping for moments so sublime.
Still I hang on, not give up hope.
I find new ways to help me cope.
Yet I reach for you, there's no reply.
Again I'm all alone, feeling denied.
#heartbroken
#despair
#denial
#emptiness
#bittersweet
72 reads
4 Comments
Academic
Poem Published
28th Jun 2022 2:22pm
28th Jun 2022 2:22pm
Britain needs its Bastille moment as it's not just the Windsors but also Boris and his criminal pals who need the chop!
By Stanley Collymore
When it's not selling medieval and
other similarly useless but even
so basically stupidly, but also
clearly seen as invaluable honours
for cash, having one's distinctively
many private homes then literally
refurbished as a normal outcome
of this and truly when essentially
crucially found out, so noticeably
ardently, adamantly and publicly
but also unconvincingly pretend
it simply had nothing to do with
you and clearly you didn't know
what was so...
When it's not selling medieval and
other similarly useless but even
so basically stupidly, but also
clearly seen as invaluable honours
for cash, having one's distinctively
many private homes then literally
refurbished as a normal outcome
of this and truly when essentially
crucially found out, so noticeably
ardently, adamantly and publicly
but also unconvincingly pretend
it simply had nothing to do with
you and clearly you didn't know
what was so...
#hate
#shame
#greed
#denial
#emptiness
46 reads
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Mind_The_Step
Poem Published
27th Jun 2022 11:29pm
27th Jun 2022 11:29pm
Grief
Oh Lord, the grief if only for a second it was brief
So I could indulge in a sense of relief.
I have a broken heart and just like us,
it’s been torn apart.
I loved you dearly in life while in death I love you still
You have a place in my heart no one will ever fill.
So I could indulge in a sense of relief.
I have a broken heart and just like us,
it’s been torn apart.
I loved you dearly in life while in death I love you still
You have a place in my heart no one will ever fill.
#sadness
#grief
#despair
#denial
#emptiness
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1 Comment
KristinaX
Poem Published
26th Jun 2022 11:00pm
26th Jun 2022 11:00pm
Worshiping in red lights...
In a public harem with the priestesses of voluptuousness.
And some old ones as well, which soul is darker I wonder.
These are for those who need daily passion at any cost.
Not a distant dream, real female beauty. Innocence lost.
This field is euphonious. And so visually appealing.
A playground for your depravity, open 24 hours a day.
"50 euro suck and f*ck" so cold and transactional.
It just seems lifeless, and yet somehow so full of life.
Eager mouths, eager bodies, red lights all day and night.
And some old ones as well, which soul is darker I wonder.
These are for those who need daily passion at any cost.
Not a distant dream, real female beauty. Innocence lost.
This field is euphonious. And so visually appealing.
A playground for your depravity, open 24 hours a day.
"50 euro suck and f*ck" so cold and transactional.
It just seems lifeless, and yet somehow so full of life.
Eager mouths, eager bodies, red lights all day and night.
#sex
#abuse
#LifeStruggles
#emptiness
#apathy
142 reads
40 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
25th Jun 2022 11:36pm
25th Jun 2022 11:36pm
WHEN THE PAIN GOES DEEPER
Why is it that you are just like those visions, that still continue to be awaken within me. Yet the deepness of my soul and mind screams in these silently dreams. Provoking pieces of evidences that is like opening a book once close. A book of the past lies coming back, from the deepness of the darkness of what is now fragments. As pieces of my heart and soul, but with broken tears still under the layers of layers of hurt and pain.That eventually become invisible to see, upon the surface of my skin hidden behind my eyes. For I loved you with all my heart, yet I was blindsided by your words....
#sadness
#regret
#heartbroken
#disappointment
#emptiness
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Nevermindthegaps
Poem Published
25th Jun 2022 11:20am
25th Jun 2022 11:20am
Box Full Of Matches
I've skated through this
torrid life
a pyro
stench of gasoline everywhere
ready and willing to ignite
to burn down in a blaze of fucking glory
I have this neat trick
place the match head down
on the striker
using the thumb of my left hand to hold it
flick it with my right
it flares
a shooting flame that dazzles
through the air
they come closer
to see the spectacle
unaware
unsuspecting
combusting on impact
I hold them as they igniite
my arms and chest a ...
torrid life
a pyro
stench of gasoline everywhere
ready and willing to ignite
to burn down in a blaze of fucking glory
I have this neat trick
place the match head down
on the striker
using the thumb of my left hand to hold it
flick it with my right
it flares
a shooting flame that dazzles
through the air
they come closer
to see the spectacle
unaware
unsuspecting
combusting on impact
I hold them as they igniite
my arms and chest a ...
#regret
#greed
#emptiness
71 reads
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Nevermindthegaps
Poem Published
25th Jun 2022 1:08am
25th Jun 2022 1:08am
Life Moves On
slam down a glass of liquid happy
another round
celebrating
what I don't know
why I can't say
but it beats
the tune of
memories that play
sad country music
sung in voice smooth
sounds that tug
at
the time she sat shotgun
fuck that
pour me another
mask the stench
perfume on unwashed flesh
a masquerade
try to feel better days
or at least damp the fire
pour me another
imbibe the inebriation
like masturbation
sure feels good
but you're...
another round
celebrating
what I don't know
why I can't say
but it beats
the tune of
memories that play
sad country music
sung in voice smooth
sounds that tug
at
the time she sat shotgun
fuck that
pour me another
mask the stench
perfume on unwashed flesh
a masquerade
try to feel better days
or at least damp the fire
pour me another
imbibe the inebriation
like masturbation
sure feels good
but you're...
#grief
#shame
#emptiness
89 reads
4 Comments
Grae
Bryan Gray
Bryan Gray
Poem Published
24th Jun 2022 6:19pm
24th Jun 2022 6:19pm
hollywood & vine
how strange it is
to be amidst this many people
and feel so alone
i feel disconnected
i don't belong
there is the wail of a siren
screaming down argyle
maybe to spirit me away
these days
would i even know it
if i needed an ambulance?
to be amidst this many people
and feel so alone
i feel disconnected
i don't belong
there is the wail of a siren
screaming down argyle
maybe to spirit me away
these days
would i even know it
if i needed an ambulance?
#loneliness
#emptiness
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
24th Jun 2022 12:49pm
24th Jun 2022 12:49pm
A Bite Out Of Insanity
Not everything can be fixed. Some things are just jinxed.
This habit is making me cry. Why do i feel the need to die?
I got dizzy from all the stress. My life is now a mess.
My face is blank,but deep inside I'm dead. Nobody ever understood me.
Why can't you just shoot me? i fell for the lies and slipped on the rain.
Now I can feel only pain. I seem okay,but I'm not. I am starting to rot.
You took a fork and ate out of my brain. Now I am going insane.
Was my sanity tasty to you? Is your love really true?
I tried to attend and make...
This habit is making me cry. Why do i feel the need to die?
I got dizzy from all the stress. My life is now a mess.
My face is blank,but deep inside I'm dead. Nobody ever understood me.
Why can't you just shoot me? i fell for the lies and slipped on the rain.
Now I can feel only pain. I seem okay,but I'm not. I am starting to rot.
You took a fork and ate out of my brain. Now I am going insane.
Was my sanity tasty to you? Is your love really true?
I tried to attend and make...
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#emptiness
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legz
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2022 11:01pm
23rd Jun 2022 11:01pm
We will weather the storm together. I Promise.
It's the overwhelming,
sweeping,
Rushing feeling of the abyss.
It takes my soul with a swift nothingness.
Nothing,
But the cold black surface of the mirror.
I see myself as a shadow.
Empty,
Alone .
And then I regret,
And I cry,
And I scream internally,
Intentionally,
Just to see if I can feel.
I just need to feel.
To see again in this darkness.
I just needed you,
And now you're gone.
Because I am me,
And you are you,
And we lived it through.
And I...
sweeping,
Rushing feeling of the abyss.
It takes my soul with a swift nothingness.
Nothing,
But the cold black surface of the mirror.
I see myself as a shadow.
Empty,
Alone .
And then I regret,
And I cry,
And I scream internally,
Intentionally,
Just to see if I can feel.
I just need to feel.
To see again in this darkness.
I just needed you,
And now you're gone.
Because I am me,
And you are you,
And we lived it through.
And I...
#breakup
#emptiness
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