Popular Poems About Emptiness
#emptiness
Popular poems about emptiness. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
Failing in life
Their cars were motionless
Their home was drab
Their intensity was addiction
They once tried going to rehab
They failed miserably
Handling it with no care
Their appearance was frightful
Entering their house was extremely rare
Their sex was frustrating
Both were failing
He was dry & she was limp
Their health was ailing
Reality was a nightmare
Death surrounds their vision
The Grim Reaper is watching
Motionless people can create a collision
Their home was drab
Their intensity was addiction
They once tried going to rehab
They failed miserably
Handling it with no care
Their appearance was frightful
Entering their house was extremely rare
Their sex was frustrating
Both were failing
He was dry & she was limp
Their health was ailing
Reality was a nightmare
Death surrounds their vision
The Grim Reaper is watching
Motionless people can create a collision
#addiction
#dark
#death
#emptiness
#rhyming
146 reads
10 Comments
no, Google, I'm not suicidal
I googled
"what to do
when you've given up
on life"
and it gave me a list
of suicide hotlines
and articles on positive
mental health practices
I didn't know how
to explain to a search engine
that I'm not suicidal
I'm not looking for that kind of exit
I'm lost
I'm lonely
I'm aimless
Everything feels pointless
I've hit the edge of depression
and kept going into the abyss
instead of pulling back
like I was supposed to
I scroll through the...
"what to do
when you've given up
on life"
and it gave me a list
of suicide hotlines
and articles on positive
mental health practices
I didn't know how
to explain to a search engine
that I'm not suicidal
I'm not looking for that kind of exit
I'm lost
I'm lonely
I'm aimless
Everything feels pointless
I've hit the edge of depression
and kept going into the abyss
instead of pulling back
like I was supposed to
I scroll through the...
#depression
#despair
#emptiness #MentalHealth
#emptiness #MentalHealth
96 reads
14 Comments
Dumbstruck
darkness draws so close
I should have something to say
still, I remain mute
.
I should have something to say
still, I remain mute
.
#death
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#emptiness
#MovingOn
#senryu
103 reads
6 Comments
Swallowed Me Whole
I tried to feel something
I loved her & she loved me
I don't know what happened
Everything was going well
Then all of a sudden, I got cold like there was a stranger next to me
I tried to get rid of the feeling but it swallowed me
She asked me what my problem was and how she can help
She was right next to me and it sounded like she was from another planet
I almost forgot her name
I still don't understand it
I was in love with her and then in a flash, I couldn't think of a single reason that I should be with her
I left her that night...
I loved her & she loved me
I don't know what happened
Everything was going well
Then all of a sudden, I got cold like there was a stranger next to me
I tried to get rid of the feeling but it swallowed me
She asked me what my problem was and how she can help
She was right next to me and it sounded like she was from another planet
I almost forgot her name
I still don't understand it
I was in love with her and then in a flash, I couldn't think of a single reason that I should be with her
I left her that night...
#confusion
#emptiness
#FeelingLost
#loneliness
#love
52 reads
8 Comments
nowhere to go
nowhere to go, he stays in his seat
at the bar,
“another one, joe .. “
at the bar,
“another one, joe .. “
#emptiness
86 reads
3 Comments
The Desolate Glove
One cold autumn morning in late November a glove on the clothes line decided that life with it's mate was boring & awful.
It persuaded the clothespin to render it's hold and blew away on the next breeze.
A little girl stumbled upon it and loved the pretty colors.
She took it home and her mother got notice of it and told her daughter to throw it away.
As she was about to throw the glove away in the garbage pail outside, she became sidetracked and left the glove on the ground.
A stray dog saw the glove and began biting & tearing at...
It persuaded the clothespin to render it's hold and blew away on the next breeze.
A little girl stumbled upon it and loved the pretty colors.
She took it home and her mother got notice of it and told her daughter to throw it away.
As she was about to throw the glove away in the garbage pail outside, she became sidetracked and left the glove on the ground.
A stray dog saw the glove and began biting & tearing at...
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
#separation
#travel
73 reads
10 Comments
last poem for "you..."
the addiction i had for you,
the intoxication i had for you
i have returned it all
yes, i have left you
i had seen you once on
the shining mountains of desires
n my empty eyes had
found peace once
i had placed
a lot of hopes on you
but i kept floating alone
in the river of hope
i kept sleeping alone
on the soft petals of red roses
i kept searching for you
in the smoke coming out of my two fingers
i wish you could see that...
my poor heart has become like a...
the intoxication i had for you
i have returned it all
yes, i have left you
i had seen you once on
the shining mountains of desires
n my empty eyes had
found peace once
i had placed
a lot of hopes on you
but i kept floating alone
in the river of hope
i kept sleeping alone
on the soft petals of red roses
i kept searching for you
in the smoke coming out of my two fingers
i wish you could see that...
my poor heart has become like a...
#emptiness
#sadness
52 reads
4 Comments
life... loveless
all the work
in the world
is simple,
but
watching someone
go away
from your life
is not simple...
when she runs
towards you
with her swinging
breasts,
showering you
with kisses,
and when
she walks away
you have to see
her back... autumn...
N beautiful wavy hair,
with light
hidden within it...
and a bag...
in the world
is simple,
but
watching someone
go away
from your life
is not simple...
when she runs
towards you
with her swinging
breasts,
showering you
with kisses,
and when
she walks away
you have to see
her back... autumn...
N beautiful wavy hair,
with light
hidden within it...
and a bag...
#emptiness
#heartbroken
103 reads
4 Comments
Soft and Sensitive Statuary
Time does not heal...
Time behaves like an executioner,
with the blade suspended,
waiting for the order to execute.
All eyes are on you.
Time doesn't know where it's going...
But it runs, stubborn and slow,
to some unknown
and definitely fatal place.
All eyes over you.
Time and birds
land on your shoulder
to leave memories
and a lot of shit.
Time, feathers and pain upon you.
Time behaves like an executioner,
with the blade suspended,
waiting for the order to execute.
All eyes are on you.
Time doesn't know where it's going...
But it runs, stubborn and slow,
to some unknown
and definitely fatal place.
All eyes over you.
Time and birds
land on your shoulder
to leave memories
and a lot of shit.
Time, feathers and pain upon you.
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#emptiness
82 reads
5 Comments
Talking to Strangers about Sex and Sunsets
Whispered ectoplasm dawn
softly buries screaming ghosts,
broken are the weeping windows
thou her morning opening
swings silent doors open
If she forgets my name
by the evening rush-hour
distilled by memories of
vodka breath between her legs,
then temptation is merely another
limb in the human abattoir
softly buries screaming ghosts,
broken are the weeping windows
thou her morning opening
swings silent doors open
If she forgets my name
by the evening rush-hour
distilled by memories of
vodka breath between her legs,
then temptation is merely another
limb in the human abattoir
#emptiness
83 reads
7 Comments
Anesthesia
The world bit my heart
with blind and grim ferocity,
of primordial innocence
only the ghost remained.
I closed my eyes, fled the light,
I gasped in the breath of the crowds;
in the idiocy of those who rumble
without ever asking questions.
I found a corner inside me,
fresh and slightly tinged with half-light,
I added a moon of madness
and some notes of melancholy.
Now it is here that I stand,
in the anesthesia of time
and human anguish.
Who knows if I survive
or only feign being alive.
with blind and grim ferocity,
of primordial innocence
only the ghost remained.
I closed my eyes, fled the light,
I gasped in the breath of the crowds;
in the idiocy of those who rumble
without ever asking questions.
I found a corner inside me,
fresh and slightly tinged with half-light,
I added a moon of madness
and some notes of melancholy.
Now it is here that I stand,
in the anesthesia of time
and human anguish.
Who knows if I survive
or only feign being alive.
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#loneliness #sadness
#loneliness #sadness
103 reads
3 Comments
Overcast
Into a quiet overcast,
I am slowly fading.
With cloudy skies, half-empty gardens,
and a fresh breeze,
soothing my mind for a while
until they seep into my cracks.
Cloudy, empty,
and breezy,
are what become of me,
what my soul echoes from.
I am slowly fading
into a quiet overcast.
I am slowly fading.
With cloudy skies, half-empty gardens,
and a fresh breeze,
soothing my mind for a while
until they seep into my cracks.
Cloudy, empty,
and breezy,
are what become of me,
what my soul echoes from.
I am slowly fading
into a quiet overcast.
#emptiness
#nature
63 reads
DU Poetry : Popular Poems About Emptiness