Void Poems - Poems about Void

Silence is the absence of energy No vibration, movement, or synergy Nature muted, physics frozen Molecular loss of motion Stillness, cessation, yet more Peaceful quiet we adore Or the calm before the storm A meditation to perform Tranquility without a note No rhythm or tempo to denote Without melody or harmony A sad musical larceny No instrument, no voice to sing No string to pluck or bell to...

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when light fractures into noise… I embrace the outburst with emptiness chewing up my nerves. The void softens the impact— can’t break what never arrived....

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You have begun staring emptier than me, the spiritual distortion leaves me speechless. Of all the parts you could've picked, You chose the mole right above my upper lip. As if you have the power to remove birth marks with an empathetic laser surgery... And sometimes the gaze flutters down and up, instantly to my eyes when the realisation...

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Hyperbole hubris Venal penal Avarice abyss Bucolic tonic? Ironic…sardonic Or Vitriolic bliss mate! Mendacious salacious Algorithm schism Audacious outrageous Vicarious or nefarious Whatever geography Clever hagiography Moderate.. no berate Generate..venerate hate Casting various sordid spells Schadenfreude morbid void Everlasting..well..it sells well (swell) But Despotism urges Nepotism Surges of Plutocracy Merges with scourges of Kleptocracy Purges meritocracy...dirges of Democracy So Resist narcissists trysts Reminisces.. enlighten..persists Sagacious benevolent gracious times Redolent without malicious vicious Murky mucky malevolent mists...

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invoking grace create a rhythm the type that mirrors God’s heartbeat that melding with the vibrant void rapture rises in body prism softly beeping in heart love’s tweet whispers etched in head ovoid...

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“Let silence teach”, the master said “that soul may be by God’s hand fed, whence graced by His touch, we ascend, on choosing to be by love led.” Inertia cajoles us to blend with the crowd that we may defend, attachments to which our heart clings, though all that begins will soon end. Time holds its breath when our heart sings and it is...

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H e a r t reflective altar P e a c e supreme...

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In the silence, I hear my own voice A whispered longing, a heart that makes some noise I reach for connection, a gentle touch But find instead a space that's too much The weight of unspoken words, a heaviness I bear A sense of longing that I've learned to share With every step, I search for a place to stand A sense...

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body speaks we listen after all we live in it there is a dividing line however between need and greed so we do what feeds the soul without stifling spontaneity...

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We yield to heart’s innate urge to create, whilst recognising we’re not the doer, that as veil of maya we penetrate, there remains no delusion of grandeur. Refrains replay on the canvas of time, a wispy ladder of smoke, which we climb, magic on display, making earth life play, as rapture rises within, day by day....

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When yesterdays become devoid of compassion Past once filled with kindness Became stripped of those gentle hues. You look back,see what was care What felt like love now appears tainted by ego The smile you cherished now feels hollow. ...

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I never learned to look at shop windows without searching for the walking shape of your footsteps. The umbrella abandoned beside a rusted bicycle resembles you more than any living body. On the wet pavements, an old woman feeds the pigeons with the same patience you once had for all the things I forgot. Someone plays Bach in an alleyway, and the notes...

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Looking into the void Trying to find hope Looking into the void Trying to find promise Looking into void Trying to find happiness Looking into the void But you weren't there anymore...

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If I hadn't met your gaze in that void of youth, when I mistook impulse for absolute truth, When I believed carelessness was courage and threw words to the wind, not knowing they would wound deeply and painfully. Perhaps my words would have died unspoken, they wouldn't have deserved your silence full of meaning and pain, Now, when...

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On this paper you’ll read what killed our humanity The simple answer: it died to corporate greed Our race is alive, our morals are not But we’re just simply doing what we were taught We murder and steal, then fine and judge Our hypocrisy is limitless, criminals don’t even run ...

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