#emptiness poems on Hello Poetry

Nathalie Hill Apr 2022

she is lost but she does not crave to be found.
her world went quiet but she accepted it cause in some sick and destructive way it brought her peace and she felt safe in her own madness.
And although her days are full of tears and anguish... she cant picture herself ever getting out of this labyrinth of suffering she trapped herself in.
this is her silent punishment.

#broken #emptiness #sorrow #anguish #destructive #labyrinth

My Dear Poet Mar 2022

A poem I never wrote

#poetry #poem #emptiness

F Elliot Mar 2022

the C-word

The killer
came crashing down
smashing,  thrashing through.

What is tender's  tender
       so  for itself,   to do?

        --As it runs
        right over the top of her..

       This taker.
       This killer.

In the black,
now in between;
so lightless and thick..

        blotting out  all screams.
There is an annihilation  here.
A void.

A terror.
To stay, means certain death

      but to leave
      also means certain death
      So the  d is m e m b e r men t   begins
      as she is ripped, completely into half

And those halves,  into half..

.. into half

--into half..
        into half.

    And still it tears.. rips..  shreds--
Until all,  in between
is nothing  but black.

A black it can now  pretend to fill
with all of its empty promises..

and all of its counterfeit, everything.

..And then--  just up and leaves
once it is fully satiated.
     And for a while..
     the black had something.

Clinging to the rocky crags
on either side of the unlit valley
are now  the pieces of her--
war-torn and shuddering.

Terrified

Of the black, black empty.

Of what is now fully
     and  completely   dark.

      ~       ~      ~       ~

Timmy  ain't real tall
but look at his stature,
as his majestic strings   dialogue
the introduction.

And Warren's gotten so fat
See him now, looking so dearly,  back
at his half-pint of Chunky Monkey--
picking it back up,  for the fourth time..
scraping... scraping.. scraping..

But watch his eyes  light up
as Timmy looks up--
  over the top
of those wild-man RayBans

And with a gentle nod,  it all begins..

-- as our Warren  now digs  deep
into his Gibson's beautifully-wanton  ways..

    identifying.

    clarifying.

    Rectifying.

Clarence, the Magician..
Stephan--  Humble, Unparalleled
And Dave's  so chill
he's part Creole.. I just know it.

So great a cloud of witness:
surrounding you, my beautiful..

coaxing  you.

    Identifying it all for you.

"He came dancing across the water
         Cortez,  Cortez..

            What a killer."
https://youtu.be/lYrD2SthaMU

ah Neil..
tell me, my brother
have I lost my way?
--Warren digs deeply into its start
as on the edge of my bed
I dig deeply,  into her.

Love is a much more beautiful killer.

#love #pain #childhoodtrauma #emptiness #life #death #sovereignty #pathology #melody #eternity

Abby Feb 2022

Father

Where to begin?
All beginnings must meet their end.
I’m falling in.
Too late to stop this momentum.

Fleeing the ghosts of history.
Silhouettes cloaked in black.
Can’t shake the words that raised me
from life to death and back.

Why speak at all?
Things unspoken can’t be undone.
I’m chasing this.
Who honest claims they never run?

A chance to fight the finish.
This dance may be your last.
No future can convey that
shaped only by the past.

What’s hope but fraud?
Faith in willingness to be won.
I’m looking up.
Praying for breath that’s never drawn.

I came here seeking answers,
But what I sought was gone.
No meaning found in victories,
but in the moving on.

What does it mean?
Nature, nurture, or divine force.
I’m bowing out.
Seeking an end to this discourse.

The loudest form of quiet,
that e’er resounds in me
is in the sound of nothing
where something used to be.

A musing and my interpretation on the self-same titled song by Grieve the Astronaut.

#family #identity #loss #emptiness

Axion Prelude Aug 2020

Rose

Silent morrow seethes with reverie
Disdain knows conscious plight
Such sweet tones, bereft of fate
A calling to behold the Black Rose

Awoken, seeing truth and trust
Beseeched by wistful grandeur
The spark which lights the fire, lit
Blanketed upon darkened doubt
Unrivaled in parity
Unknown paths collide in curiosity

Each day atoned by dauntless breath
Exhaled, in part, in effortless fashion
Connected by embraced truths
Such beatific composure sought
In empty eyes, the void refilled
Intrigue, compassion, the rose blooms

Sightless endeavor retains composure
Meandering thought
Heartstrings grasping at lovely ghosts
Amid a flightless trek of intrigue
Reprieve, connections awaiting home

To seek the embrace of their shadows
Faith breeds time to bear her visage
Both lovely petals, and poised thorns
Chance, beckoning to see it all through
My Black Rose echoes fate, untold
In whispers of silent fairytales withheld..

Where is my Black Rose Queen..

#fate #hope #emptiness #romance #love #loneliness

My Dear Poet Jan 2022

Defining where it ends

Loneliness
An only guest
when company is a broken chair

Absence
An empty chair
placed beside a wooden table
in a vacant room

Forgotten
Faded initials carved into a table
made from the trunk of a dying tree

Emptiness
The tired branches of a tree
that can no longer hold on to its leaves

Hopelessness
The scattered amber leaves that can never
turn back to the colour green.

#life #emptiness #hopelessness #loss #sadness #loneliness

fray narte Jan 2022

With Alaska

Without so much as a burst of white light, without so much as a beclouded face, lingering — I want to go quietly now, like sawdust in a country road — like seafoam under a gray sunset.

My mind insists on leaving.

#poets #poetry #depression #fraynarte #spilledink #january #emptiness #words

lua Dec 2021

paint

hey brain, take this brush
and paint by yourself
these hands of mine are rough and calloused
unable to lift and bend my cracking joints
paint your thoughts by yourself
because my arms are limp and weak
and shatter when touched

i've always wondered why you never thought of leaving
voluntarily staying in my withering home
so kindly and destructive
when you paint on my walls
forgetting that lead settles in the pigments
in the lines that drip from excess

though each stroke pains me the longer you create
i'll always compliment you
with a voice tone-deaf and ugly
thankfully, i feel pretty when you do
i feel pretty when i become your muse
and feel a little less incomplete.

#emptiness #brain #loneliness #incomplete #broken

Rama Krsna Dec 2021

in boundless ecstasy

emptiness,
that pure lightness of nothing
needn’t be traumatic,
where voids seen and unseen
force regrettable choices and actions.
unlike a visit to the dentist
not all gaps need filling.

‘twas the dive
into the deep void,
after all,
that made the buddha smile
in boundless ecstasy.

© 2021

#silence #gap #meaning #emptiness #loneliness #meditation #awareness #purpose

poemsexpressionswordstruth Nov 2021

Overwhelmed

It has been so long since I last saw you,
Haven't thought about you in a while so I thought I was good
Recently I have been asking myself why I think about you so much-
I think about all our shared memories and how I was touched

I thought I had no problem moving on and forgetting our past;
I did not expect that my lingering feelings for you would last
"Why couldn't I just accept your love and stay?"
I have been asking myself this question every day

I have forgotten your voice, your looks, your smile
My memories of you have been cast away in a messy pile
I miss the way you would understand,
Listen carefully and be there whenever I needed a hand

I miss the way you could read my mind;
Know what to say even when the words were hard to find
I miss the way you could put a smile on my face;
Make the stresses go away and help me forget my mistakes

You'll never read this but I want you to know:
The truth behind my decisions, and that I was loyal
The letters we exchanged were few but meaningful,
They are the only things I can currently cling onto

I hope that you have been doing well, I really do
Staying away from you is probably the best thing I can do for you
I am really sorry for the hurtful, regretful things I have done to you,
Although you say that it's fine, I still feel so guilty for what ensued

Mixed feelings start overwhelming me as I am seeing you soon,
Am I nervous, excited, or over the moon?
I don't know how you feel but I hope to set things right again,
Maybe we can be good friends again if my feelings I can constrain

21/11/2021

I apologise for the inactivity! I took a long break from posting my poems online because the fear of showing the vulnerable side of me crept in steadily and subconsciously; well after this well-rested break and setting my priorities straight, I decided to continue posting my poems to share my voice with the world in hopes of comforting or encouraging someone, or even to have someone who relates to my poems and know that they are not going through life alone! This poem is the most recent and one of the many that I have written for someone although this person will most likely never ever read this nor know it's me haha but I decided to post this as a way for others to express their feelings or even relate to this-- you are never alone! I have also come to realise how much I have grown, matured and changed throughout my poetry journey the past 6 years and this platform has been a way for me to "record" & remember my thoughts even if it is just for a short moment which is something I am very thankful for! Keep writing, expressing ,comforting and encouraging others in any way even through your writings!

Signing off, @poems.expressions.words.truth

#love #sad #life #pain #missing #heartbreak #heartbroken #comfort #emptiness #longing