Poems About Emptiness Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about emptiness published by members recently online.
My Dreamy Graveyard
My dreamy world of writing
is a graveyard shrouded in fog.
Where each story has a grave,
each grave has a character.
These living, breathing corpses
with open eyes, raspy voices
and souls, gaze on through my eyes.
is a graveyard shrouded in fog.
Where each story has a grave,
each grave has a character.
These living, breathing corpses
with open eyes, raspy voices
and souls, gaze on through my eyes.
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#rejection
#sadness
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My Dreamy Graveyard
My dreamy world of writing
is a graveyard shrouded in fog.
Where each story has a grave,
each grave has a character.
These living, breathing corpses
with open eyes, raspy voices
and souls, gaze on through my eyes.
is a graveyard shrouded in fog.
Where each story has a grave,
each grave has a character.
These living, breathing corpses
with open eyes, raspy voices
and souls, gaze on through my eyes.
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#rejection
#sadness
251 reads
4 Comments
My Dreamy Graveyard
My dreamy world of writing
is a graveyard shrouded in fog.
Where each story has a grave,
each grave has a character.
These living, breathing corpses
with open eyes, raspy voices
and souls, gaze on through my eyes.
is a graveyard shrouded in fog.
Where each story has a grave,
each grave has a character.
These living, breathing corpses
with open eyes, raspy voices
and souls, gaze on through my eyes.
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#rejection
#sadness
251 reads
4 Comments
My Dreamy Graveyard
My dreamy world of writing
is a graveyard shrouded in fog.
Where each story has a grave,
each grave has a character.
These living, breathing corpses
with open eyes, raspy voices
and souls, gaze on through my eyes.
is a graveyard shrouded in fog.
Where each story has a grave,
each grave has a character.
These living, breathing corpses
with open eyes, raspy voices
and souls, gaze on through my eyes.
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#rejection
#sadness
251 reads
4 Comments
My Dreamy Graveyard
My dreamy world of writing
is a graveyard shrouded in fog.
Where each story has a grave,
each grave has a character.
These living, breathing corpses
with open eyes, raspy voices
and souls, gaze on through my eyes.
is a graveyard shrouded in fog.
Where each story has a grave,
each grave has a character.
These living, breathing corpses
with open eyes, raspy voices
and souls, gaze on through my eyes.
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#rejection
#sadness
251 reads
4 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
92 reads
3 Comments
The Girl in the Red Redcoat
she put her red slicker on
while the parade passed by
on that black and white night
as the pawns kept marching
in a straight line, keeping time
with the metronome...ticking
she hid under a pink umbrella
glancing from under the vinyl
as the raindrops flooded her big eyes
with untimely teardrops...she sobs
the moisture slides down her cheeks
boots on cobblestones...keep marching
she hears the chatter of mockingbird
with white-tipped wings..squawking
waving a black flag in the morning
as the...
while the parade passed by
on that black and white night
as the pawns kept marching
in a straight line, keeping time
with the metronome...ticking
she hid under a pink umbrella
glancing from under the vinyl
as the raindrops flooded her big eyes
with untimely teardrops...she sobs
the moisture slides down her cheeks
boots on cobblestones...keep marching
she hears the chatter of mockingbird
with white-tipped wings..squawking
waving a black flag in the morning
as the...
#courage
#spiritual
#emptiness
#daughter
#bittersweet
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The Girl in the Red Redcoat
she put her red slicker on
while the parade passed by
on that black and white night
as the pawns kept marching
in a straight line, keeping time
with the metronome...ticking
she hid under a pink umbrella
glancing from under the vinyl
as the raindrops flooded her big eyes
with untimely teardrops...she sobs
the moisture slides down her cheeks
boots on cobblestones...keep marching
she hears the chatter of mockingbird
with white-tipped wings..squawking
waving a black flag in the morning
as the...
while the parade passed by
on that black and white night
as the pawns kept marching
in a straight line, keeping time
with the metronome...ticking
she hid under a pink umbrella
glancing from under the vinyl
as the raindrops flooded her big eyes
with untimely teardrops...she sobs
the moisture slides down her cheeks
boots on cobblestones...keep marching
she hears the chatter of mockingbird
with white-tipped wings..squawking
waving a black flag in the morning
as the...
#courage
#spiritual
#emptiness
#daughter
#bittersweet
362 reads
0 Comments
The Girl in the Red Redcoat
she put her red slicker on
while the parade passed by
on that black and white night
as the pawns kept marching
in a straight line, keeping time
with the metronome...ticking
she hid under a pink umbrella
glancing from under the vinyl
as the raindrops flooded her big eyes
with untimely teardrops...she sobs
the moisture slides down her cheeks
boots on cobblestones...keep marching
she hears the chatter of mockingbird
with white-tipped wings..squawking
waving a black flag in the morning
as the...
while the parade passed by
on that black and white night
as the pawns kept marching
in a straight line, keeping time
with the metronome...ticking
she hid under a pink umbrella
glancing from under the vinyl
as the raindrops flooded her big eyes
with untimely teardrops...she sobs
the moisture slides down her cheeks
boots on cobblestones...keep marching
she hears the chatter of mockingbird
with white-tipped wings..squawking
waving a black flag in the morning
as the...
#courage
#spiritual
#emptiness
#daughter
#bittersweet
362 reads
0 Comments
The Girl in the Red Redcoat
she put her red slicker on
while the parade passed by
on that black and white night
as the pawns kept marching
in a straight line, keeping time
with the metronome...ticking
she hid under a pink umbrella
glancing from under the vinyl
as the raindrops flooded her big eyes
with untimely teardrops...she sobs
the moisture slides down her cheeks
boots on cobblestones...keep marching
she hears the chatter of mockingbird
with white-tipped wings..squawking
waving a black flag in the morning
as the...
while the parade passed by
on that black and white night
as the pawns kept marching
in a straight line, keeping time
with the metronome...ticking
she hid under a pink umbrella
glancing from under the vinyl
as the raindrops flooded her big eyes
with untimely teardrops...she sobs
the moisture slides down her cheeks
boots on cobblestones...keep marching
she hears the chatter of mockingbird
with white-tipped wings..squawking
waving a black flag in the morning
as the...
#courage
#spiritual
#emptiness
#daughter
#bittersweet
362 reads
0 Comments
The Girl in the Red Redcoat
she put her red slicker on
while the parade passed by
on that black and white night
as the pawns kept marching
in a straight line, keeping time
with the metronome...ticking
she hid under a pink umbrella
glancing from under the vinyl
as the raindrops flooded her big eyes
with untimely teardrops...she sobs
the moisture slides down her cheeks
boots on cobblestones...keep marching
she hears the chatter of mockingbird
with white-tipped wings..squawking
waving a black flag in the morning
as the...
while the parade passed by
on that black and white night
as the pawns kept marching
in a straight line, keeping time
with the metronome...ticking
she hid under a pink umbrella
glancing from under the vinyl
as the raindrops flooded her big eyes
with untimely teardrops...she sobs
the moisture slides down her cheeks
boots on cobblestones...keep marching
she hears the chatter of mockingbird
with white-tipped wings..squawking
waving a black flag in the morning
as the...
#courage
#spiritual
#emptiness
#daughter
#bittersweet
362 reads
0 Comments
Really Real Really
The half life
of emotion
Fades,
Nothingness
results:
When I
take
the
Time
to
Feel,
To test
reality,
to
see
If
It
Is
Real
of emotion
Fades,
Nothingness
results:
When I
take
the
Time
to
Feel,
To test
reality,
to
see
If
It
Is
Real
#sadness
#heartbroken
#emptiness
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4 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Emptiness Published by Members Recently Online