Confusion Emptiness Poems | Examples
These Confusion Emptiness poems are examples of Emptiness poems about Confusion. These are the best examples of Emptiness Confusion poems written by international poets.
Blankness staunch
Doll on tethers view.
Mooring void
Aiming high
One choice is on the table.
To gaze through the dark
Contraire
by Michael R. Burch
Where there was nothing
but emptiness
and hollow chaos and despair,
I sought Her ...
finding only the darkness
and mournful silence
of the wind entangling her hair.
Yet her name was like prayer.
Now she is the vast
starry tinctures of emptiness
flickering everywhere
within me and about me.
Yes, she is the darkness,
and she is the silence
of twilight and the night air.
Yes, she is the chaos
and she is the madness
and they call her Contraire.
Keywords/Tags: contrast, confusion, emptiness, chaos, emotions, despair, depression, dark, darkness, night, silence, twilight, madness, contrary, contrariness, loneliness
The emptiness of this room
As it gets closer and closer
Alone and deserted without no one in sight
italics/em>Where are all the people italics/em>
It is so sad you gone
Left me in the air of no return
My heart is broken
italics/em>My heart shattered to pieces italics/em>
The days go past me without a word said
The mornings feel lonely
The nights are more empty
Unbind me from this chains of wretchedness,
Hold me close away from this loneliness,
A dance of love and lust,
In this sea of lies, I seek trust.
You could be my ruin,
But I tend to keep on going
You're the heroin to this drug addict,
The bourbon to this alcoholic.
Be the air that I breathe,
This night's heat that I seek...
Silence builds an awful wreckage of a girl
It feeds on loneliness and creates a void
Gray shadows haunt and torment and torture
A teenager is stricken and destroyed.
There is no sound of laughter or happiness here.
The little one has thrown in the towel today
Somber,
Melancholy moods decay the soul
It is futile to hope and dream and pray.
Emptiness builds a home in this women
In this girl,
This child where hollows have bred
A deepening sea of nowhereness consumes,
And eats away at every connecting thread.
Confusion feeds like a savage inside her,
Leaving nothing considered worthy remains
Destined to walk through life less ordinary
Alone,
Exiled,
Different and disdained.
Emptiness.
A vast expanse of waste yet all enclosed,
The only light a thornless rose,
Will my heart withstand the test?
The stars once shone but now are gone,
Love with its once auspicious grace,
Fruitless and sad it lingers on,
Yearns for a now departed face...
Hope now dead,
And all around, want fights light 'till death is found,
And numbéd sound from in the ground,
Kills the sound of life from overhead.
That star is gone, by me loved long,
Within another sphere of space,
Dies the strength of Love's lovely song,
But cannot leave without a trace...
screaming from the inside cause i feel myself physically burning cause this pain is whats really hurting i wanna be free away from all the hurting i feel i have no one closed in an empty room no one hears me crying nothing to do but sit here and pretend to be happy when i know i'm really stressing feel like a stray puppy at times cause no one or anyone to call my family i deal with a lot but can anybody see me struggling i walk around with a mind so strong i can feel myself tipping tipping over with all my feelings trapped in a bottle til it gets filled to the ceiling i sit and wonder can anyone's thoughts compare to how i'm feeling everyone sees but don't understand that me i am an emotional wreck ship crashed and broken into pieces someone please save this mess .
The confusion of the living
With its sad and futile passions;
Is wearing out the people
As a woman wears out fashions.
What men have taken from the many
Is now the property of few;
The commandment not to covet
Is what men now love to do.
The dream of being equal
Would give abstinence from pain;
But they counted all the cost of things
That were not theirs to gain.
The landscape of life's summit
That bathed itself in glory;
Has told us what we now can see
With judgment on the story.
All the banal thoughts
Of self-righteous grasping men;
Never found the satisfaction
In truth written by a pen.
The friends we have today
And those that we once knew;
Are not more than the memory
That we once listened to.
Believe the fleeting moments
Find what they never gave;
For the sins of selfish living
Finds no comfort in the grave.
full of hatred
full of regret
full of despair
yet empty
empty of love
empty of joy
empty of life
yet full
I sit and stare
at nothing
I sit and say
nothing
I sit and hear
nothing
In my mind I have thoughts
But they all seem to be tornados lately
Just swirling and twisting around my brain
But never slowing, never stopping
And when the thoughts have worn me out
I sleep...
Only to be confronted with nightmares
That leave me screaming the next morning
The thoughts seem more like tigers now
Shredding my brain with razor sharp teeth
And they never stop shredding
I go to school...
Useless words are pounded into my brain
A numbness overcomes my body
I walk through the hall and study faces
All happy or smiling and full of joy
I look in a mirror
And find emptiness
I go to lunch...
My thoughts are now a blazing fire
A fire that destroys all life in it's way
Everyone else's voice is completely drowned out
All I hear is the rage of the flames
I finished eating and got up to leave
And realize I hadn't tasted anything.
I go home...
My thoughts are now a bitter ice
Numbing anything good I might've had left
The ice leaves me thoughtless
Without a reason to live a minute longer
And no one else knows
Because I am living a lie...
I'm no light in anyones life.
Apart from being titled a wife.
There are no children to kiss goodnite.
Happiness is no where in my sight.
Hopes and dreams fill up the day.
At night demons come out and play.
Too much drama with too little laughter.
I want my happily ever after.
When I cannot see a rainbows smile.
When disappointment seems to pile.
When dismal thoughts fill up my time.
I struggle for just one more rhyme.
My naked soul cries silently.
For a sparkle of sincereity.
As a woman losing her identity.
Seeks traces of humanity.
Who knows what tomorrow brings.
Struggling to fly with broken wings.
When the song of yesterday sharply stings.
I try to remember my favorite things.
How did it all become such a mess.
I should accept for nothing less.
My life I guess I must confess.
Is so filled with bitter emptines
Copywrtie@2002 JD Raymond
Emptiness in the marketplace.
Emptiness on the mountain.
Emptiness with others.
Emptiness alone.
Wholeness, emptiness, emptiness, wholeness
which does the Buddha prefer?
Something to care – carry with?
Impossible! It carries you!
It is the mother of all things!
Emptiness!
An angel tortured by her own sins,
Surrounded by her remorse,
Living a vague vision,
In an empty world,
A little girl,
Prevented from contentment,
With an immortal tear slithering down her face,
In an empty world,
Living in a tragedy,
With scars covering our faces,
Mirrors reflecting dimness,
In an empty world,
Silence of joy,
While the sound of our tears echo,
No sympathy,
In an empty world,
Our dreams are abandoned,
While nightmares are welcomed,
Desolated thoughts
In an empty world,
People run in circles,
And end where they have begun,
Their eyes disguised with blindness,
In an empty world,
Ice surrounded by fences of fire,
Deep inside eyes we find lost desires,
A place for vagabonds,
In an empty world,
Adding years to life,
But never life to years,
Living in emptiness,
Drowning in our tears,
Just to drown our sorrow,
In an empty world...