Best Empath Poems
Let me write poems for all our souls
With a pen in my hand …
Let me communicate all our words
With a pen in my hand …
Let me take all emotions and confuse them with my own.
Let me have all notions to tend until they have grown.
Let me cry for all our sakes
With a pen in my hand …
Let me pray for all tomorrows
With a pen in my hand …
Let me dare as I know best to distinguish all life's nettle.
Give me all of your unrest so each heart in turn may settle.
They communicate with me through feelings,
They send messages to me in visions and dreams
They don’t control me through my spiritual gift
They don’t even try
Rather I want to express their message to world,
That’s for me to decide
I always pray and ask God if that’s
The right thing to do
Because I don’t want to be judged by some of you
I really wish I can
Get people to understand
We are all connected in some way
Through spirit and life
Wish we can stop the evil deeds people do
Some of us empaths can feel that too
If you are close to me but far away, I can still feel you
In some way, we are all connected
“The Empath”
Fighting the darkness such a futile desire
It was I that once asked that my heart might inspire
Wanting destiny altered..refusing to see
Deluding oneself leads to vast misery
I asked understanding the deep mysteries of time
I have touched divine purpose and all things sublime
So why still do I ask for more answers within?
I must take up my cross that true life might begin
One day darkness, he answered…you’re forever alone,
You are the empath..you can never go home.
Why do you wonder if you’re cursed and or blessed?
You know all things beautiful but never can rest
To see love so clearly feel her beauty unfold
You must wander as home sick and give what you know
Your heart is the treasure you’ve paid with you life
The currency abandonment, betrayal and strife
Not for self have you paid, for true love cannot take
To know what you asked ones heart bleeds, it must break
Though forever concealed, it had to be true
Still you have made all the choices it was all up to you.
Lawrence Schrank
APOM
An empath is someone who can feel anothers energy and emotions,
and I have no doubt that there are some,
but most are con artists or superhero wannabees screaming for attention,
and others are simply people who have a very strong sense of intuition.
The remaining small percentage do possess this ability,
to feel the emotions of others and their energy,
but they aren't empaths with some psychic ability.
All other animals are empaths with empathic abilities,
It's hard wired in their brain, it's a survival neccessity.
Ancient early humans once too shared this ability,
but when we evolved our high intellect it was no longer of any need.
We could see with our eyes and judge everybody,
We could hear with our ears and know if others were angry.
There are no human empaths, not really,
only they with evolutionary excess baggage that hasn't vanished completely.
Time moves quickly as my heart runs freely through the darkness. As dawn approaches my feelings retreat like roaches so I may numb myself to the world and their confused emotions during long days.
Empath
A rookie poet,quote lover,business oriented,college student
Who loves her pet dogs,fond of Korean pop music and addicted to reading manga
Concomitant of someone’s joy is your joy,Art is a dormant talent in all,Love is life
I feel safe in my own space,content with my loving family,thankful to my creator
Terrified of snakes,the unknown and being forgotten by those I cherish
I desire to make my parents proud & happy,explore the world,eat kimchi in Seoul
Resident of a village cushioned between diamond mines,my country’s finest!
Pluviophile
What it means to be an empath, is far too much to say
i surely couldn't say it all, in a single day
suffice it to say
an empaths life is frought with wonder and dispair
just imagine if you could feel anothers heart and all thats happening there
now imagine that there are two or three as well as your own heart
and now your in a crowd and yourself is hard to part
every little thing like the sounds of busy town
just with the emotions empaths can feel around
I am an empath
i can see whats deep inside
from a place within your heart
you cannot see but i can hide
oh yes an empath knows you
like your own mother would
all it takes is a few seconds
to see beneath the wood
you see everything thats human
can be reduced to emotions see
you think your thoughts are hidden
they're not hidden from me
being an empath, is kind of like to be
on a rollercoaster cinema
with movies flying free
the problem with this is you have no control over what you see
believe me for an empath
lifes a very different street
empaths are gifts to the world you see
but sadly for the empath is hounding misery
to be able to see so much in others clear
and yet all advice and sights to fall on deaf ears
this is the suffering of an empath that makes a gift a curse
to have more work than can be done
and see suffering the worste
you see we feel so deeply, that your pain is our own
its our duty to help you, only listen to the tone.
This poem could go on forever, emotions have no end
but now i'll stop for your sake
i think you got the jist within the blend.
Dear Empath,
I'm drawn to your loving heart
The kindness and care you impart
You give me the attention that I crave
So your tender heart I will enslave
I use your care and sensitivity
I feed on your vulnerable passivity
I keep drinking from your soul's precious cup
Your life water keeps lifting me up
Over you I will gain control
Giver and Taker we play the roles
My ego is fed when I put you down
Selfishly I want to keep you around
So with my words you I deceive
Because I never want you to leave
Selfishly,
Narcissist
-C.A.Saputo xoxo
this void is consuming my every bit of energy
preventing me from being satisfied
with anything my hand touches
arms expanding forward
I reach out to thin air
and grasp the emptiness floating
with spaces in between my fingers
but I'm headed no where
emotions plunge like ice bergs
disintegrating into cold water
spiraling down into the abyss
how deep do I submerge
before I cant see
anything, anyone
anymore
Jesus was an empath
Died for your sins
Id die from stupidity
Not some earthly whims
Self ascribed
etching in a bathroom mirror
Inhale the fumes and run amok
Family serving of an emotional process
Didnt figure life out?
Next time youll have better luck
Broken wings
Damaged goods
Managed too
Feel brand new
I make due from the nothingness
Embellishments on canvas
Roam the living earth
With a bucket of red paint
A couple matches
I am the water too hot in the shower
Dirt under your nails
Your favorite pet peeve
Drink from the shale
Run the torch in circles
Flat earth Olympics
The sun never sets
When choosing ignorance
They say, be empathic
and show that you care;
I remind it goes both ways,
this street that we share.
I know I should walk
for a mile in your shoes,
but unless you wear 13s,
I may have to refuse.
The path that's walked by narcissists is one they think we've missed,
it delivers them from hardship and gifts a life of bliss.
They learned through truth they're vulnerable, so truth they wont admit,
without the fear life's wonderful and they think that they've nailed it.
Protection undetectable so they fully commit,
they wont be made a spectacle up high on the summit.
They start deflecting blame making others the suspect,
and lie in vain to make it seem that they are just perfect.
Excuses become their weapon and diverting attention,
they put the blame on anyone who they can make look dumb.
They use their words as evidence lying ways are blunt,
glowing with a confidence assured they're intelligent.
Relying on delusion they shape reality,
but people see delusion and question sanity.
People start to cotton on to what they are doing,
and they will say you've got it wrong as they lie about lying.
They've a clear transparency, we all know what's happening,
they continue like a tragedy, they wont admit a thing.
Standing their ground long enough, until you stop asking,
when they believe they've mastered bluffs, carving out a win.
The fear is still irrelevant, unchallenged like a king,
ignoring all the evidence in what the people think.
They think they control reputations, pulling on the strings,
their cold use of manipulation, their power clearly shrinks.
By now they feel entitled and believe they're bulletproof,
blind to all their rivals, those people that they've used.
Surprised when you challenge them, left angry and confused,
they rise enraged but powerless desperate to abuse.
Revealing all their cowardice, there's nothing they can do,
exposing their empowered lust, as all they had they lose.
This is how the Empath destroys the Narcissist,
they may seem conned but they have grasped exactly what exists.
Thinking that your rightful place was wearing the crown,
but you chose dishonesty and it all came tumbling down.
I feel in colors
Red yellow blue and grey
As you approach me I feel my color shifting
What was once yellow is now orange
Your melancholy disposition intrigues me
Weighing me down at the same time
As my color fades,
Yours slowly gets brighter
I am left rung out and damp
As you walk away smiling
The Empath
The Empath lies,
When asked if he cries.
He will eat all your sin,
And never ever win.
He drowns in his charms,
And burns on his arms.
He can't relate
To all this hate.
He wants to leave,
He wants to grieve.
The Empath tries
And tries and tries.
Wishes God would send
Some angels for him.
But today is sad
For humanity's mad.
Just waiting for the day
God takes him away.
I am empath
Both blessing and curse
I feel things
Coming straight from the heart
I hear things
You need not speak a word
I walk into a room
I pick up on all the chatter
Whether it happened right now or before
It really doesn't matter
Like soundwaves of energy
Bouncing around in space
I absorb everything
All pleasures, all the pains
Never knowing if the frequency
is my own or someone's else's
I play it by ear, feelings and reactions
Like I said before it's both blessing and curse
I feel everything
Whether it's mine
Or if it's yours