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.
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
1st Mar 2025 9:40pm
1st Mar 2025 9:40pm
All cried out
Sometimes we have to learn how much hurt, can be the most hardest thing, to go through in life. For sure that the truth of the hurt will dig into, the deepness of your mind like a double edge sword, that cuts both ways deeper than deep into your heart. For as long there is hurt there will be silent, whispers of tears that knowone will hear nor see, the truth of the shed tears rolling down your gentle face. For sure we get to the point, that we become all cried out cause there's no more tears to cry. For it's necessary to understand that we get to the point, that we just want to give up trying...
#emotional
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#sadness
#StreamOfConsciousness
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magichearts
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 6:28pm
28th Feb 2025 6:28pm
एक ही पल में हो गयी मेरी सल्तनत गुमनाम
वक़्त ने आकर जो कहा मुझे बर्बाद ना कर !
वक़्त ने आकर जो कहा मुझे बर्बाद ना कर !
#bittersweet
#despair
#disappointment #emptiness
#disappointment #emptiness
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Nvmb
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 4:58pm
28th Feb 2025 4:58pm
Cinder Kiss
Your name tastes like winter —
all saltwater breath and burnt sugar.
You move through me like smoke through cathedral glass,
slow, shivering —
a sermon carved from black lungs.
I have prayed beneath your teeth —
tongue split open,
bleeding devotion into your hands.
Every touch —
a soft ruin,
every breath —
a fever hymn sung in the dark.
Would you drown me in your hunger?
Would you kiss me to cinder
and call it mercy?
I would follow you down —
a ghost wrapped in wire,
a choir of aching mouths...
all saltwater breath and burnt sugar.
You move through me like smoke through cathedral glass,
slow, shivering —
a sermon carved from black lungs.
I have prayed beneath your teeth —
tongue split open,
bleeding devotion into your hands.
Every touch —
a soft ruin,
every breath —
a fever hymn sung in the dark.
Would you drown me in your hunger?
Would you kiss me to cinder
and call it mercy?
I would follow you down —
a ghost wrapped in wire,
a choir of aching mouths...
#bittersweet
#dark
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
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KittyFromHell
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 8:59am
28th Feb 2025 8:59am
Hate You
My mind screams that I hate you
Even as we make plans for a future
That is nothing more than a facade
Because you will never be the man you promised to me.
Even as we make plans for a future
That is nothing more than a facade
Because you will never be the man you promised to me.
#anger
#apathy
#emptiness
#hate
#love
93 reads
1 Comment
Nvmb
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 7:08am
28th Feb 2025 7:08am
Sepulchre Bloom
Come closer —
let me wear your breath like a veil,
soft as the static between prayers.
You press your name into my throat,
a black-flowered gospel blooming beneath glass skin.
I kneel —
mouth open, hands shaking,
drunk on the ache of you.
Every word I swallow carves you deeper —
sugar rot in the seams of my teeth.
Bury me in your ruin —
wrap me in the rhythm of your slow crucifixion.
Would you let me drown beneath you?
Would you carve a new name into my ribs
and leave me singing?
Hallowed. ...
let me wear your breath like a veil,
soft as the static between prayers.
You press your name into my throat,
a black-flowered gospel blooming beneath glass skin.
I kneel —
mouth open, hands shaking,
drunk on the ache of you.
Every word I swallow carves you deeper —
sugar rot in the seams of my teeth.
Bury me in your ruin —
wrap me in the rhythm of your slow crucifixion.
Would you let me drown beneath you?
Would you carve a new name into my ribs
and leave me singing?
Hallowed. ...
#dark
#disappointment
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
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2 Comments
Nvmb
Poem Published
27th Feb 2025 6:07pm
27th Feb 2025 6:07pm
Shattered Glass Communion
Under dim neon halos,
you bloom like a hymn unsung—
fingers tracing wounds beneath silk night.
Your breath—
a slow confession against my throat,
fragile as static in the dying glow.
We fracture in rhythm,
whispers stitched in digital decay—
soft limbs bound to echoes,
pale prayers lost in smoked-out sanctuaries.
I wear your name like venom on the tongue,
a sacrament of ache and surrender.
You carved me open—
left the altar empty—
but still,
I kneel.
you bloom like a hymn unsung—
fingers tracing wounds beneath silk night.
Your breath—
a slow confession against my throat,
fragile as static in the dying glow.
We fracture in rhythm,
whispers stitched in digital decay—
soft limbs bound to echoes,
pale prayers lost in smoked-out sanctuaries.
I wear your name like venom on the tongue,
a sacrament of ache and surrender.
You carved me open—
left the altar empty—
but still,
I kneel.
#dark
#emptiness
#fear
#grief
#loneliness
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Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
27th Feb 2025 12:54pm
27th Feb 2025 12:54pm
Where Is My Decency..What Happened To My Empathy
I walked into a wawa the other day
In front of me standing in line
Was a homeless person
I could see the filth on their blanket
Presumably their only shelter in 30 degree temps
Their clothes were also covered in dirt
As were they
From their head to their toes
I could smell their body odor
I looked away
And tried to ignore what I saw
When I left I held the door open for them
They never said thank you
I shrugged my shoulders
And shook my head
Because I really expected them to say that
But
What...
In front of me standing in line
Was a homeless person
I could see the filth on their blanket
Presumably their only shelter in 30 degree temps
Their clothes were also covered in dirt
As were they
From their head to their toes
I could smell their body odor
I looked away
And tried to ignore what I saw
When I left I held the door open for them
They never said thank you
I shrugged my shoulders
And shook my head
Because I really expected them to say that
But
What...
#emptiness
#heartbroken
130 reads
3 Comments
COOPCAT
Poem Published
27th Feb 2025 12:37pm
27th Feb 2025 12:37pm
NOTHNGNESS
Nothingness is a hole that weighs on the soul,
An echo of shadows without form or calm.
It's smoke without fire, ash without wind,
An invisible thread embroidering silence.
Nothingness is a well of mute reflection,
A silent cry that grows in the chest.
It has no outline, no shadow, no trace,
But it weighs us down, bends us, with jealousy
And even though it is nothing, it burdens us with the days,
it braids our dreams; it marks the paths for us.
Nothingness is mere shadows and whispers
An echo of shadows without form or calm.
It's smoke without fire, ash without wind,
An invisible thread embroidering silence.
Nothingness is a well of mute reflection,
A silent cry that grows in the chest.
It has no outline, no shadow, no trace,
But it weighs us down, bends us, with jealousy
And even though it is nothing, it burdens us with the days,
it braids our dreams; it marks the paths for us.
Nothingness is mere shadows and whispers
#emptiness
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1 Comment
3Y3S-THVT-S33
Electra
Electra
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 5:49pm
24th Feb 2025 5:49pm
No Title.
Never been good at breathing
Always felt like you've been drowning
When your arms are the dam to keep the flood waters from breaking
You take meds
But the meds won't fill that hole in your soul
You search for solace in the wrong hands
Stuff all that mess back in your chest
You tell yourself it's for the best
But it's like pumping your body full of lead
Weighing it down
To drown in the flood waters
Always felt like you've been drowning
When your arms are the dam to keep the flood waters from breaking
You take meds
But the meds won't fill that hole in your soul
You search for solace in the wrong hands
Stuff all that mess back in your chest
You tell yourself it's for the best
But it's like pumping your body full of lead
Weighing it down
To drown in the flood waters
#denial
#despair
#drugs
#emptiness
#grief
57 reads
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Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 1:13pm
24th Feb 2025 1:13pm
Jugular
Searching for signs of life
Hunting down the darkness
His bloodied Rambo knife
Honed with precision sharpness
A vigilante disgusted
Covered in flesh and blood
Serving his system of justice
As the serrated teeth cut
The ripping of flesh and skin
Slicing slowly through her neck
Laughing with a devilish grin
Justice for the emotionally wrecked
Cutting through her jugular
Offering closure and salvation
His dripping knife blood colored
Soaked by a complex motivation
...
Hunting down the darkness
His bloodied Rambo knife
Honed with precision sharpness
A vigilante disgusted
Covered in flesh and blood
Serving his system of justice
As the serrated teeth cut
The ripping of flesh and skin
Slicing slowly through her neck
Laughing with a devilish grin
Justice for the emotionally wrecked
Cutting through her jugular
Offering closure and salvation
His dripping knife blood colored
Soaked by a complex motivation
...
#dark
#emptiness
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2025 9:33pm
23rd Feb 2025 9:33pm
Exegesis.
#curse
#dark
#emptiness
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2025 5:43pm
22nd Feb 2025 5:43pm
A Deep Tragic Sadness
Sing a song.
Make it sad.
Cause I'm crying without.
These meds.
It's too early to fantasize about.
Success.
But I welcome the return.
Of emotion.
Even though.
My past isn't something.
I can deal with.
Right now.
Without the chemical lobotomy.
I'm depressed.
Everything has a personal meaning.
That I remember.
So I just have to push past.
This.
Incoherent mass of.
Feelings.
That were muted and benign.
Before, but not now.
Now they're prescient.
My tears well up...
Make it sad.
Cause I'm crying without.
These meds.
It's too early to fantasize about.
Success.
But I welcome the return.
Of emotion.
Even though.
My past isn't something.
I can deal with.
Right now.
Without the chemical lobotomy.
I'm depressed.
Everything has a personal meaning.
That I remember.
So I just have to push past.
This.
Incoherent mass of.
Feelings.
That were muted and benign.
Before, but not now.
Now they're prescient.
My tears well up...
#confusion
#denial
#emptiness
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