Short Empty Poems

Short Empty Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Empty by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Empty by length and keyword.


Premium Member Empty Tanka

there's only five lines
and thirty-one syllables...
is it possible
when composing a tanka
to just say nothing at all?
© Jim Healey  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka


Empty Mind Weak Soul

when you see a poster talk a lot about poetry bla bla bla

make sure that he or she has an empty mind and a very weak soul
Form: Monoku

Premium Member The Empty Bird's Nest

the empty bird’s nest
          fell neatly upon the ground
                   after life began

Heidi Sands

11/16/17
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Empty World Outside

the wildlife fled far
           surrounded by silence daily
                 empty world outside

Heidi Sands

2/23/23
Form: Haiku

Empty

there is no food
on the space
which would have a plate
if they had a table
that would fit
in the house
that isn't there


Premium Member Empty words shout out

It's

all appearance~

these words

are empty as

all words are 

empty~

Empty words

appear to

shout out~~

Premium Member Empty Pages



Blank empty pages stare at me
as my words pour and drip like red blood
in my tattered yellowing journal to wait, wait
Form: Tercet

Premium Member Empty evenings

Empty evenings

Empty evenings, yet full
Spent alone

Evening, I have no other life; night
Darkness brings me hope
Light
Form: Haiku

An Empty Bassinet

Anguish paints the mask.
Choking on dysphoria
begrimes a collapsed heart.
Hypothermia sets in
when squeezing the color blue.
© John Heck  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka

Lynch An Empty Chair

lynch an empty chair
and wave a flag of freedom
in racist delight  

gives proof that legislation
can’t whiten a blackened heart
© Al Beech  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka

Delilah the Empty

Become yourself Delilah,
Don't let them crush your soul,
For the things that make you broken,
Are the things that make you whole
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Empty

Epigram #32:

EMPTY


Noise is empty
Filling more empty
Void of substance




Leon Enriquez
10 March 2015
Singapore
Form: Epigram

An Empty Mind

If you could only read my mind
T’wod be clearly one of a kind
Be sure you’re in the right place
There is a lot of empty space!
Form: Clerihew

Empty eyes

Empty eyes
without a soul
looking through me
like I'm a ghost
they don't see
they are gone
empty eyes
of a doll.

Jessica
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Aftermath

nothing left
just a shell
a vacant lot
an emptiness
a surreal
haunting
veil of
silence
and
death



AP: 3rd place 2021

Premium Member EMPTY HOUSE

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ front door's curmurring~ wind chews through the peeling paint. no one can hear it
Form: Senryu

Premium Member Empty Box

My gift is too big for a box, I pledge my love to you forever , Merry Christmas 
















12-19-16
Alexis Y.
© Alexis Y.  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Monoku

My Jug Is Empty

When my jug is full 
And over flowing
You are always around
But when my jug is empty
You are nowhere to be found
My jug is empty
Form:

Empty

If i really sat down and let the world destroy me mentally
i would explode physically turn the world to what its meant to be..
empty

Premium Member Empty Mirror

It returned at night, 
with fangs out and mouth open.
A fierce need to feed,
camoflauged by a tame face. 
Mind every empty mirror.
Form: Tanka

Empty Space

I don’t know
what it is

I know 
what it isn’t

Revealed 
in the offing

An image
— takes form

(Dreamsleep: October, 2024)

Empty

Empty
words
void
of
self
ego gone
hope
like the wind
cannot catch
the hope like air is 
there but empty
empty of false reality

Empty Rooms

So still without your presence
yet still, your spirit remains 
to remind me how empty
that these rooms can be  
without your presence

Empty Abundance

Empty,
A tragedy of darkness,

Abundance,
A catastrophe of light,

How do they expect you to sleep,
When the sun burns through the night,
Form: Rhyme

Empty Echoes

Music is silenced,
The only thing that remains,
Is an empty cage.

And memorable chirps,
Reverberating the room:
Echoes of his life.
Form: Choka

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