Best Empty Poems

She pours him a cup of empty
From a teapot of childhood dreams
He loves the sound of her giggles
Hers is the light of a thousand moonbeams

Moonbeams and butterflies, petals from roses
Counting out loud, crossing fingers and toeses
Unicorns and Teddy all enjoying a sip
Cups full of empty...

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When pain hits hard, you might feel like your soul
is bleeding out, but there’s no blood to see.
Your body is the part that takes the toll,
and physically you feel agony.

Perhaps the pain goes to your heart as though
a knife has sliced right through it, or...

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Some things that look fulfilling
Can cast a woeful spell
Glittery that looks like heaven,
can often turn out to be hell.

All the wanting leads to weeping,
He can't fill that empty space.
There are those hidden bits of lonely,
in the mirror etched upon his face.

He exchanges real for imagined,
relation-ships...

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Alone  the bones of the room bear no weight 
of responsibility nor does it bare its breast of secrets

a broken pane provides a breath with a pang of lavender
a wistful inhale inhabits the lungs of this space
as the room tries to embrace  ...

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Monsoon mornings are like a seedless vase filled with paralyzed petals.  
I sit reminiscing, the fleeting frequencies of his ancient clock,  
now cloaked in coal cobwebs composing skeletal memories;  
a timeless token of unblemished innocence,
when tiny fingers, tattooed with henna butterflies, ...

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Empty Mirror

The structure is real
Yet incomplete 
I see no one,  no one at all
Is anyone there?


Empty & Hollow.
Easy to break,
No longer sad. 

Invisible beauty,
Can't feel a thing.
Is anyone there?...

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An empty throne – Part 1 of 9

For this of castled velvet throne
A queen does weep a single tear
Bleak shadows of this night have grown
To cast upon her heart this fear

Reflection polished marble floor
Her silhouette of humbled reach
Now shutters via nightmare’s pour
Alone of bridges fought...

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Five light years is the average distance
that separates any two stars -
five light years of hydrogen, helium and dust.
It is a      l    o    n    g      space...

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I leave the sun-dappled autumn sidewalk, entering the office

The empty chair there lingers.
dark tendrils coiling in my mind—
my blind rage pleading for quiet healing.

flashbacks clash like striking thunder
opening buried treasures of truth.
and in that final brand searing cry
My heart reborn, mindlessly adrift in spectral mist.

I...

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An empty bench is never homeless~
               as it shelters golden prints 
               of amethyst heartbeats,
  ...

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The Empty Chair at Christmas
by Robert J (Bob) Moore

As Christmas rolls around again, we should take time to remember
to pause, and think of people, who were with us last December
Family, friends, and neighbours, who have left us since that day
an empty space within our heart,...

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They kill a body and to prison go
Behind the bars with time they have to pay
A life that’s deadened with a life exchanged
So law and justice see the light of day

But tell me what of those who kill the heart
Who murder love and glibly walk...

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The graceful ballet
My work almost completed
The gloomy gray sky

Explore your shadows
Allow yourself to feel joy
Fear of loneliness




20.09.2015 A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved...

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I walk past empty bedrooms that once held my boys
The beds made so perfect, the absence of noise
Books there on the book shelf and not upon the floor
No ear-splitting music, no slamming the door

It’s eerily quiet now these once busy dens
These bunkers of bustle with...

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When her smiles are no longer real
And she laughs only now and then
If every thought is now kept sealed
Hold her until she feels again

When memories only bring tears
And joy's lost in "remember when"
In the darkness quiet her fears
Hold her until she feels again 

A heart...

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