Inexistent Poems | Examples

The Room Was Empty

I got lost coming home tonight
To my surprise, the room was empty
You were not there, sweetie
The bed was made and the floor was bright.

I miss you, I miss you dearly
The room was very cold and sad
Like a lover who’s desperate and mad
Frankly, my heart felt weak and empty.

Your shadow was absent
Your silhouette was inexistent
You were not present in the room.

One can effortlessly hear a domestic silence
Which was afraid to bother the broom
I’m lost again. I lost my common sense.

Copyright © July 2025 Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.

Not So Void Argument

If absence there is not, absence
( elsewhere It is),
if the invisible is not seen.
but noticed...
The inexistent, does not exist
(until proven)
because there is no void...
Even an empty glass,
It's full of air...!

Hooligans

Armed to kill with their guns and batons, 
How can we defend ourselves against them, 
Hooligans in uniforms with weapons, 
Police preaching peace and protection,
Yet proving themselves a constant contradiction,
As they beat up defenseless innocence, 
And are feared by the mayority of the nation. 
Who protects the people from the police? 
Why are violent thugs given authority?
We give them the power, we let them be,
Turn a blind eye when your friend leaves the cells, 
Battered, bruised, black and blue,
No questioning the law, too scared to sue,
There would be less danger on the streets,
If we unarmed the police, 
If we took back our own authority, of our lives, 
Realise that its our choice, 
To continue believing the hype, 
Why should we live in fear and lose our independence?
I refuse to abide when I dont agree, 
I refuse to conform,
How can it be a crime to disobey,
This means that we are slaves? 
Freewill is inexistent nowadays, 
I wouldnt want to bring a child to this world, 
Where infants are anulled to become consumers,
Slaves who keep the cog turning...
Its sad, but we are born into a prison.

Hope Never Dies

Night follows day in bitter hungry monotony,
as wane laughter dies upon parched lips,
and ignorant innocence is trampled underfoot
at every corner of the decadent deserted plain.
Homeless bulimic children unsmiling, subdued, thirsty 
seek dilapidated dug-in shelters devoid of nourishing food.
Employment inexistent, as the rich grow richer,
the poor poorer.  Death is not far away. Famine reigns.
This is today's nightmare as vultures fly above
ready to prey on dead children’s carcasses below.
 
But I am headstrong and will not give up.
For I'm sure someday there will be 
a reckoning, a purge, where judgment triumphs.
Then as years roll by, we will return to till the land,
our laughter will increase, our food becomes abundant,
our minds will return to sanity.
 
And all my wishes will come true.
Love grows with humility and respect. 
But that's another story, another age.

Do Not Think of Me

Do not think of me; go on your solitary way,
search empty valleys or deserted mountain tops.
Or trek towards the seashore. See, the horizons beckon,
ever-shifting, changing, always fluctuating, mutable.
 
You sucked my soul away: I am an empty husk,
worthless, ineffectual, useless. Move on towards the sun
shining in the high skies but be careful lest
you yourself are burnt away to worthless cinders.
 
So do not think of me. Move on, be bright
the future is now yours, I'm merely just a past.
 
Forget me; I'm inexistent for that is my lifeline.
Maybe I'll find a loving soul who loves me true,
but only if you do not think of me.

Inexistent

Wander aimlessly
To exist and not at once
Death will set you free

Humanity

Blood and bone
A colourful black and white
On brown dust

A feast for flies,
Merry making for vultures
And dinner for hyenas

Yet, peace unto souls
For in life, diversities
But in death, unity

Grey hairs declare
"Better a man inexistent
Than one with the breath of life."

Solidness of Another Kind

Imaginary equivocates 
Inquiring all along the states 
In a silenced unreal fullness of Time 
Necessity and Space, for a while 
Forever unconsciuous of her mind 
Inexistent demonstration of  her exile 
Our world, our dimension, our style 
Decided all in one only night 
Before the announced wreckship of mankind 
Unnatural and delight 
of our notes, dreams and lines  
 that were simple vovels of an infant cry 
Above the sheet of shyness 
And over the street of soleness 
The tremble of a while 
An electrified dumb image of dismay 
As it looks from behind 
It’s a simple algorithm 
But with no way to retourn back again 
For the eternal stage of fearless Fate

My Second Chance

In the wake of a full moon
When men search for their beloved
And wolves are in their fullest potential
Surged from the strength of the moonlight
A murder of passion is committed
Hidden in the darkness from the eyes of man
Yet I see the act of rage occur
Now I wage war against the death of my own
They say I’m safe
Hidden from the world‘s eyes
Living in the image of one that is inexistent
Needless to say I am dead
Yet I feel I her eyes
Salvage and study my every move
Now I’m scared of my shadow
And wondering how one night changed my life
I hear her foot steps in my dream
Running away from her dead lover
And a few steps towards
And I realize it is not a dream
She is reaching out to take my life
And I have no power over her
I hear the sound of a gunshot
And realize that the blood is mine
Never knew fear like this before
Now I’m awake in apprehension
Oh my God it was a dream
For me it’s more than that 
It’s a second chance at life and love
A full moon is soon approaching
For my new life I rejoice

Ergo Sum

Sum 

the nihil
beyond cognition

the mirror
of every atom

the daylight star
behind the black night sky

nothing escapes
no hand may reach
no eye ever notice
no mind would comprehend

not to be found
by those who seek

heard will be those
who do not speak

only the deaf
will smell a sound

not of this world
the unheard
the unseen
the never sensed
the never been

meaningless
irrelevant
inexistent

some deny
some believe

ergo sum

Invisible's Invincibility

I am an invisible man.
Try and see me if you can.

Shy and quiet I remain alone.
Silent is my voice’s tone

No one can feel my pain and sorrow
As I hide inside of my burrow. 

Shadows consume my body and soul
As I embrace the misty cold. 

The reason for my unseen being
Lies in the fact I hate being seen.

This life and existence’s of my own choice
And I choose not to have a voice.

I am silent. Invisible. Inexistent.
Yet I am invincible, an immortal being

Strings

back and forth,
running with a string
i dance, back and forth
flowing like a ribbon
the wings of a butterfly,
flapping endlessly
the songs that i sing
mimmick the life 
beneath my skin
reveal the truth that's missing
try, to see my eyes
move, to see my pride
i am the endless flow
that lives alongside every moment
whether it's here or not
in every hidden escape
beyond the skies
that the insane have created
to arrange this line of seperation
this line of time
to decipher what is dead and what is alive
pulling me, i resist
i rise, slowly into the sun
resisting this motion
my senses inexistent
my aura, surrounding within
with wings like a dove,
soaring between clouds of coffins
picturing memories
that once existed somewhere
once before
back and forth,
stumbling,
i am being guided on a string
to soon collide
in a cosmic explosion
sweet memento mori
surrounding my frames
in flames,
these strings exist too
they are a part of me
a part of you
what have we got in common
is it the color of the string
or who is higher in the wind
who we can not see
what we do not believe
a point of certainty
resting between sanity and insanity
that the world has not yet reached

Tygart Flood Control Dam

To be standing so tall, broad as you do.
With your strength captured, hidden within dew.
Without respect, you protect many things.
Thou, inexistent, until siren sings,
When born, two men fell into your abyss.
Unrecovered, told now, in reminisce.
Now almost forgotten, you still hold back.
Thou will only be known upon your wrack.


written for
Sponsor Debbie Guzzi 
Contest Name Jack OUT of the Box

The Seeker

Life is beautiful
So should be the values within me
I am awesome in all my traits
Being the child of Mother Nature 
...only beauty can become of me

In my heart marvellous dreams of even better possibilities reside
In my mind the lessons of amazing possibilities resound
In my life the rains of opportunity bound in sure seasons
In my instincts the surety of purpose is in management 

I seek not the common weary path treaded by everyone 
I seek to wade a path through the jungles dreaded
I seek to obtain the gems so rare and seemingly  inexistent 
I seek not to achieve that which already has been done

I seek the wisdoms unturned
I seek the purpose unheard
I seek the luck uncared
I seek the powers untapped

I seek the rewards unclaimed
I seek the hearts unconquered
I seek the sights unadulterated
I seek the reality undreamed

I seek to influence the untamed
I seek to dominate the weaknesses unconquered
I seek to harness the powers unsought
I seek to own the happiness unfelt

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