Hole Poems - Poems about Hole

Am I talking to you my friend or the younger me, in the end? You feel that you need her, and you know you must have her. While I am of a different mind, you'd say I'm insensitive and blind. I'd say it's you blinded by love falsely attributed to the One above. Your life is under your control. You don't need her...

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In just a day, I lost my father, my mum, and my only two siblings, I became the only member of my family: my own father, my own mother, my own siblings. I was left to s~w~i~m the ocean a l o n e... I was like the only spared t^r^e^e of...

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There was, and is, a dark black hole resides in her somewhere; he was not sure if it was in her heart or in her soul but he was gravitated to her captivating stare attracted to the only Black Moor in the goldfish bowl as were many others clipping her event horizon she, bending the light, the truth, the lies;...

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Once there was a man who stumbled into a ditch, He fell hard and let out a painful pitch. You see, this hole was terribly deep, He couldn’t climb out—the walls were too steep. So he waited on sun and moon for aid, Till down fell a boy, with a shout, dismayed. They talked awhile and made a plan: “You’ll stand on...

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I stoked the fire, you drank the flame. I poured out my soul, you ditched the game. I'm gutted, bone dry, howling in pain - You reeled me in, gave nothing back again. Black hole love — you ripped me apart. I'm holding the line, playing my part. I gave and gave, you drained and drained. How did our love become...

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They sat holding bottles In their hands And armpits Pouring mouthful Of liquor to fill Their hollow stomachs. They gazed at each other As cat and mouse And spoke a lot of Inglish with slain syntax To devirginate Their motherland. The two drunkards! Spoke of a nation's illusions And the wilted state of A nation's elites Raping the cultural norm Who raped the temple? They said something About...

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That vacuum inside you once in it you’re trapped Insular nothingness too late to look back What’s empty imprisons no reference in space Where freedom and choice become duly — erased (Dreamsleep: June, 2025) ...

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after The Jumblies, by Edward Lear I I was just a boy of eight, I was, when I first heard your words. What would set my mind to play? - an animated cartoon on Saturday! When I first heard your words, to cartoon accompaniment, my mind went where the Jumblies went. More than a...

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My dog dug a hole large enough to push my husband’s F-150 into. How do you know? Because Poochie pushed Richie’s truck in there. At least he apologized, right? He is a golden. I think they have manners. Not yet. He disappeared on Wednesday The day after it happened. ...

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Yesterday was two weeks Two weeks since my son was pronounced brain dead How am I alive? how have I worked this week? how has the black hole of grief inside me not taken over completely? I have driven, I have operated the stove, I have functioned adequately at work but there are times that time seems to stop and I go to a place...

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This piece was sparked by an idea in a fellow poet Tom Woody’s’ — “Last Dance Amid the Stars.” I however, followed a very different emotional path — one that avoids finality and leaves room for mystery and one’s own imagination. The story also touches on the true stories of a growing trend with...

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The White Hole You are the massive white hole at the center of my soul ever giving never exhasted you fulfill all the needs I never knew I had when I hear you speak my name I glow reflecting back to you those things you want and need my love for you is as unbound as our expanding universe we swallow and consume all...

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Out of a hole near a pond so small, A baby frog gives a croaky call. But mama frog is nowhere around— A snake lies waiting; dangers abound. The baby frog peeks out of the hole— It knows its fate—no frog would console. With fear, it leaps out into the pond; From there, it finds a way to abscond. It doesn't know snakes...

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black holes supermassive no escape from their grasp they remind me of your strong hold on me ...

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Used to slip from here to you Through the rabbit hole we knew Now the hole is filled with land Rabbits fail to understand When the night comes, I am here At the place of our frontier I can’t call you anymore You won’t open your green door I won’t enter, you won’t smile I can’t go for many miles Only by the...

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