Empty Poems - Poems about Empty

Mind is void, life is empty . Brain now dull, though once was witty. ...

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Twisting and turning words as if I'm unsure, Because your experiencing your own internal hurt, immediately relating others stories to your own without knowing, Everything that happened within the story, Bits n pieces without compassion of any kind, How can you speak love without that fruit on your vine, Who will listen or take heed to words without compassion, If it's...

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“Emptiness is an all- pervasive feeling of lack of movement or fulfilment in life. It is a hollowness that can’t be filled. It is stagnancy like doldrum”~ By Poet Of late, I am haunted by an empty feeling. This I have been trying to overlook, But it has grown into alarming proportions. ...

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“The birds fly away from their nurturing nest, find their own skies to soar” – Quote by Poet I built the nest for them where we could stay together for as long as the sun rose for me. Kept it warm with my embrace in the winter days of frost and cold. No sweeping storm of strife...

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"An empty room that defies explanation is a timeless mystery only to those that remember the reason" Quote by the Poet Maybe someone had memories of the room. Maybe they were all long forgotten by gloom. There was eeriness, as if inaudible whispers remained, Bouncing echoes off the walls, neglected and stained. A chill was imagined even on sunny days. Nothing...

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i clearly loved you more. if you had loved me you wouldve put in effort— we would’ve been together, only if you had loved me. you said you did, but that promise was as hollow as the way i felt in the end...

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“In my empty heart – only memories” by poet Today our mother had his bed removed and took posters down – even things he’d drawn depicting stuff of which she’d disapproved. Those posters that revealed his heart – all gone! She took his dresser out, and all his clothes she folded up to donate to Good Will. His nice suits in the...

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A burdened mind strolls an empty street A pendulum in vacuum forever swings. A soulless me finds solace in suffering, A bankrupt balance my life ledger brings. Discovering depths from a wishing well It's not a straight life, but an intricate maze. Just take the outline of your empty square and patiently paint colours, blending glaze. A meadow full of roses...no melancholy...

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Is Echo anything beyond a voice? Narcissus is a very handsome man. Is love an obligation, or a choice? It hasn’t varied since the world began. Narcissus is a very handsome man. He sees his own reflexion, and he knows: it hasn’t varied since the world began. To love an egotist engenders woes. He sees his own reflexion, and he knows he is his...

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Your shoes are still by the door. I stepped around them this morning like stepping around a memory that doesn’t want to go. The hallway light flickers now. It didn’t used to. I thought maybe your voice would echo if I left the door open long enough, but the house only hums, like it’s trying to forget you ever lived here. I found your notebook. The pages were still warm, some...

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"In life we learn from love, hurts, mistakes and from the ones we have trusted." By Poet My heart once held love overflowing, joy was bursting at the seams and glowing. That was before you came along, you did me so very wrong. Filling my loving heart with pain, I will never do this again. Now I will guard my hurt and...

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You Left me, Empty. You Left with my heart, That’s why I’m empty. You took all my laughter, And you replaced it with tears. You used up the love in my heart, And you take up all the space in my mind....

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“Come undone to know God and we are one ~ We are as God’s child, His prodigal son” ~ quote by poet We reincarnated a thousand times, but in each life role our soul here assumed, enmeshed in fears, we were deaf to love’s chimes, so...

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searching empty rooms ~ what do my tender hopes seek now that I am all moved out ~ ~ mattered - not oblique ~ ~ sadly - whole house seems aloof even walls just feel the roof...

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Old radio plays slow jams in memory of best moments but fleeting, The vigour and splendour of youth unfolding cautiously as stars mount the skies. Dancing to the collapsed hope of a lover knows hurtful heart from staggering footsteps, Memories splashed on walls, laughter and silence hanging over my head like broken halo. thoughts heavy to let go, the...

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