Poems About Emptiness by New Members
#emptiness
Poems about emptiness by new members. Poems written by members who joined within the last 30 days.
Unreciprocated
Your first word lingers in my mind,
Your self has no clear kin or kind,
Your entirety is all I'd ever wish to find,
For all I'd wish to find is beyond my reach,
But when you came I was forced to teach,
Myself to learn and not to preach,
An urge not to teach but to beseech,
Adages of time and tide,
Voyages narrow and wide,
I claimed to pay them no heed, I merely lied,
Her smallest words they burned my brain,
Word's she's forgotten, send me insane,
Her lips and skin cause so much pain,
For I'll never touch what will never grace my...
Your self has no clear kin or kind,
Your entirety is all I'd ever wish to find,
For all I'd wish to find is beyond my reach,
But when you came I was forced to teach,
Myself to learn and not to preach,
An urge not to teach but to beseech,
Adages of time and tide,
Voyages narrow and wide,
I claimed to pay them no heed, I merely lied,
Her smallest words they burned my brain,
Word's she's forgotten, send me insane,
Her lips and skin cause so much pain,
For I'll never touch what will never grace my...
#sadness
#loneliness
#rejection
#disappointment
#emptiness
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Wrong Place
I happen here by circumstance
That was not really my own
I happen here just by chance
And trying to make it my home
It is hard to fit an octagonal shape
Into a circle
Its hard to fit any shape
And not turn purple
Is it time for me to abandon a quest
That I was sent on by my own accord
Is it time for me to abandon this I guess
Time is a luxury I cannot afford.
A breeze went by like a blink of an eye
Never to look back
A breeze am I ready to fly
And never to come back.
That was not really my own
I happen here just by chance
And trying to make it my home
It is hard to fit an octagonal shape
Into a circle
Its hard to fit any shape
And not turn purple
Is it time for me to abandon a quest
That I was sent on by my own accord
Is it time for me to abandon this I guess
Time is a luxury I cannot afford.
A breeze went by like a blink of an eye
Never to look back
A breeze am I ready to fly
And never to come back.
#dark
#emptiness
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Wrong Place
I happen here by circumstance
That was not really my own
I happen here just by chance
And trying to make it my home
It is hard to fit an octagonal shape
Into a circle
Its hard to fit any shape
And not turn purple
Is it time for me to abandon a quest
That I was sent on by my own accord
Is it time for me to abandon this I guess
Time is a luxury I cannot afford.
A breeze went by like a blink of an eye
Never to look back
A breeze am I ready to fly
And never to come back.
That was not really my own
I happen here just by chance
And trying to make it my home
It is hard to fit an octagonal shape
Into a circle
Its hard to fit any shape
And not turn purple
Is it time for me to abandon a quest
That I was sent on by my own accord
Is it time for me to abandon this I guess
Time is a luxury I cannot afford.
A breeze went by like a blink of an eye
Never to look back
A breeze am I ready to fly
And never to come back.
#dark
#emptiness
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4 Comments
Just a Thought
I thought that love was like moon, it watches us throughout the night,
Even when it has to face the clouds we still see it’s light,
and when we decide to close our eyes
For a sleep it never gets tired of coming back.,
I thought that love was like a rainfall, it washes all the dirtiness,
It leaves us with a bright atmosphere,
and whenever we cry it showers us with more drops to cover our tears.,
I thought that love was like flowers and trees,
the more you water them the more they bloom,
And even if you cut a tree by time it provides another...
Even when it has to face the clouds we still see it’s light,
and when we decide to close our eyes
For a sleep it never gets tired of coming back.,
I thought that love was like a rainfall, it washes all the dirtiness,
It leaves us with a bright atmosphere,
and whenever we cry it showers us with more drops to cover our tears.,
I thought that love was like flowers and trees,
the more you water them the more they bloom,
And even if you cut a tree by time it provides another...
#love
#inspirational
#confusion #emptiness
#confusion #emptiness
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Just a Thought
I thought that love was like moon, it watches us throughout the night,
Even when it has to face the clouds we still see it’s light,
and when we decide to close our eyes
For a sleep it never gets tired of coming back.,
I thought that love was like a rainfall, it washes all the dirtiness,
It leaves us with a bright atmosphere,
and whenever we cry it showers us with more drops to cover our tears.,
I thought that love was like flowers and trees,
the more you water them the more they bloom,
And even if you cut a tree by time it provides another...
Even when it has to face the clouds we still see it’s light,
and when we decide to close our eyes
For a sleep it never gets tired of coming back.,
I thought that love was like a rainfall, it washes all the dirtiness,
It leaves us with a bright atmosphere,
and whenever we cry it showers us with more drops to cover our tears.,
I thought that love was like flowers and trees,
the more you water them the more they bloom,
And even if you cut a tree by time it provides another...
#love
#inspirational
#confusion #emptiness
#confusion #emptiness
115 reads
4 Comments
Just a Thought
I thought that love was like moon, it watches us throughout the night,
Even when it has to face the clouds we still see it’s light,
and when we decide to close our eyes
For a sleep it never gets tired of coming back.,
I thought that love was like a rainfall, it washes all the dirtiness,
It leaves us with a bright atmosphere,
and whenever we cry it showers us with more drops to cover our tears.,
I thought that love was like flowers and trees,
the more you water them the more they bloom,
And even if you cut a tree by time it provides another...
Even when it has to face the clouds we still see it’s light,
and when we decide to close our eyes
For a sleep it never gets tired of coming back.,
I thought that love was like a rainfall, it washes all the dirtiness,
It leaves us with a bright atmosphere,
and whenever we cry it showers us with more drops to cover our tears.,
I thought that love was like flowers and trees,
the more you water them the more they bloom,
And even if you cut a tree by time it provides another...
#love
#inspirational
#confusion #emptiness
#confusion #emptiness
115 reads
4 Comments
Just a Thought
I thought that love was like moon, it watches us throughout the night,
Even when it has to face the clouds we still see it’s light,
and when we decide to close our eyes
For a sleep it never gets tired of coming back.,
I thought that love was like a rainfall, it washes all the dirtiness,
It leaves us with a bright atmosphere,
and whenever we cry it showers us with more drops to cover our tears.,
I thought that love was like flowers and trees,
the more you water them the more they bloom,
And even if you cut a tree by time it provides another...
Even when it has to face the clouds we still see it’s light,
and when we decide to close our eyes
For a sleep it never gets tired of coming back.,
I thought that love was like a rainfall, it washes all the dirtiness,
It leaves us with a bright atmosphere,
and whenever we cry it showers us with more drops to cover our tears.,
I thought that love was like flowers and trees,
the more you water them the more they bloom,
And even if you cut a tree by time it provides another...
#love
#inspirational
#confusion #emptiness
#confusion #emptiness
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4 Comments
Governor's broke
I reckon now that
it takes
a sudden, violent gust of wind
on the freeway, doing 90.
it takes 90 mi/hr
and
the violent wind
to call forth from the yawning Void in my chest
a brief smirk–
a fleeting half smile
or–
Standing.
Precariously perched underneath the
pointed tip of the bottle.
(a rather- damoclesian
affair).
it takes
a sudden, violent gust of wind
on the freeway, doing 90.
it takes 90 mi/hr
and
the violent wind
to call forth from the yawning Void in my chest
a brief smirk–
a fleeting half smile
or–
Standing.
Precariously perched underneath the
pointed tip of the bottle.
(a rather- damoclesian
affair).
#addiction
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost #emptiness
#FeelingLost #emptiness
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Governor's broke
I reckon now that
it takes
a sudden, violent gust of wind
on the freeway, doing 90.
it takes 90 mi/hr
and
the violent wind
to call forth from the yawning Void in my chest
a brief smirk–
a fleeting half smile
or–
Standing.
Precariously perched underneath the
pointed tip of the bottle.
(a rather- damoclesian
affair).
it takes
a sudden, violent gust of wind
on the freeway, doing 90.
it takes 90 mi/hr
and
the violent wind
to call forth from the yawning Void in my chest
a brief smirk–
a fleeting half smile
or–
Standing.
Precariously perched underneath the
pointed tip of the bottle.
(a rather- damoclesian
affair).
#addiction
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost #emptiness
#FeelingLost #emptiness
78 reads
0 Comments
Governor's broke
I reckon now that
it takes
a sudden, violent gust of wind
on the freeway, doing 90.
it takes 90 mi/hr
and
the violent wind
to call forth from the yawning Void in my chest
a brief smirk–
a fleeting half smile
or–
Standing.
Precariously perched underneath the
pointed tip of the bottle.
(a rather- damoclesian
affair).
it takes
a sudden, violent gust of wind
on the freeway, doing 90.
it takes 90 mi/hr
and
the violent wind
to call forth from the yawning Void in my chest
a brief smirk–
a fleeting half smile
or–
Standing.
Precariously perched underneath the
pointed tip of the bottle.
(a rather- damoclesian
affair).
#addiction
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost #emptiness
#FeelingLost #emptiness
78 reads
0 Comments
Governor's broke
I reckon now that
it takes
a sudden, violent gust of wind
on the freeway, doing 90.
it takes 90 mi/hr
and
the violent wind
to call forth from the yawning Void in my chest
a brief smirk–
a fleeting half smile
or–
Standing.
Precariously perched underneath the
pointed tip of the bottle.
(a rather- damoclesian
affair).
it takes
a sudden, violent gust of wind
on the freeway, doing 90.
it takes 90 mi/hr
and
the violent wind
to call forth from the yawning Void in my chest
a brief smirk–
a fleeting half smile
or–
Standing.
Precariously perched underneath the
pointed tip of the bottle.
(a rather- damoclesian
affair).
#addiction
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost #emptiness
#FeelingLost #emptiness
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0 Comments
Alone
Too many holes left in your wake
like gapes in a vessel submerged
flooding every orifice of my soul
with despair and loneliness
Lingering on in this hallowed life
drowning, gasping for air to breathe
constantly wondering why you?
forever blaming myself for the deed
that robbed you of life on this earth
Always me... Never him...
never our beautiful child
who takes after you in every way
my last vestige for hope and reason
in a world that has grown dark and
unfamiliar...
You were the best part of us ...
like gapes in a vessel submerged
flooding every orifice of my soul
with despair and loneliness
Lingering on in this hallowed life
drowning, gasping for air to breathe
constantly wondering why you?
forever blaming myself for the deed
that robbed you of life on this earth
Always me... Never him...
never our beautiful child
who takes after you in every way
my last vestige for hope and reason
in a world that has grown dark and
unfamiliar...
You were the best part of us ...
#sadness
#loneliness
#hope
#dark
#emptiness
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DU Poetry : Poems About Emptiness by New Members