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Implications Of Empty Spaces

some poems
use spaces
of implied emptiness

between the lines

during the reading emptiness
may tug at the subconscious
begging reason intellect rationalists

understanding

to comprehend
messages
in empty spaces

the mind heart soul turns

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Emptiness Comes

EMPTINESS COMES

Emptiness comes-
There is nothing to say
Nothing to write-

But Nothing is for me only nothing
It is not the goal and the meaning-

Egolessness belongs to saints of a certain kind
I am not a saint-

Emptiness disappears with the writing
Words and meanings come-

I suppose one will be empty forever
When one is alive
What can Emptiness give?

I have written against the Emptiness
And am less empty now for now-

Thank God I no longer feel empty now-

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Meditation Poem 1 - Emptiness of the Mind

emptiness of the mind
a realm bigger than this head can hold
bigger than dead could hold
it is when you are absorbed in
the blossoming of a night flower
every second it scents time like heaven

emptiness of the mind
it is when your mind fills a huge boulder
like a soul, sprawled over the universe
taking in all with solid stoicism
a desire frozen by coldness
harder to break than rock

emptiness of the mind
it is when your mind cast a bigger mystery
than the black hole
so vast and empty you realise the zen of things
that there are things surviving on emptiness,
just being empty

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Something' Is Obvious About It

There is a lot of emptiness these days.
People are trying to fill up these spaces,
As quickly as possible.
Unsatisfied with themselves and where they are.
And doing the best they can not to find blame.
Or be ashamed to discover they are alone!
Whether from failed relationships.
Or a disappointed lifestyle,
They had to strip away from!
Or vice versa!
Either way...
There is a lot of emptiness these days.
And reality is not fooling around.
Delusions are at a premium!
And few seem to be able to keep them around.
Planting one's feet on the ground...
To feel some Earth below them,
Is highly recommended.
There is a lot of emptiness these days.
And if anyone is seeking companionship...
Or someone else that has been around the block.
Make sure that person has done that,
And climbed a few skyscrapers as well.
The chances you will see eye to eye...
May not be all that difficult!
Especially...
After the mind has been cleared of fantasies.
And that has been agreed upon.
With a maturity,
That does not have not to be convinced.
'Something' is obvious about it!
There is a lot of emptiness these days.
And few seem to be pointing fingers,
At anyone with or without a consciousness.
What 'is' does not provide escapes for anyone!
Everyone is either holding...
Or pacing with a racing breath.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Teach me

Spaces and spaces
All around
All so quiet, so much silent
And a little solitary heart,
A great container
Full of emptiness
Thats just what I've got!

Life, I think, is turning
Its tracks
Carrying me to
My dreams, my success
Letting all dear hands
To slip from mine.
And I'm left perplexed
Moving on and on
Wondering,
What the next turn will bring.

But I'm no more weak
No tears left
I've learnt to
Procrastinate, to lie,
To fool the world.
No feelings left, no desires grow
Still one thing left to know
Teach me someone!
How to lie to myself?

poem by Jaya Mishra
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A Fact Of My Life

I am always rewinding things
To hear what was missed between
The spaces between the spaces...

Words that were not spoken
Wonderful things never said
But were going through my mind

Like a hard rubber ball
Bouncing between the walls
Of the spaces between the walls....

Echoes reverberate
With incessant sound
Of inarticulate voices...

Incomprehensible
Maddening hollow sounds
Crash against walls of hollow sounds...

Which drive me to madness
Trying to coexist
In a world outside me...

In which hollow sounds
Resound against crashed walls
Of rewinding empty spaces....
That is my life
What else can I say....

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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Respect It Deserves

Those who are fortunate,
To heed to those messages sent...
By listening or reading to comprehend,
What has been delivered and mentioned to them...
Has purpose and reason!

Those believing a manipulation succeeds,
Eventually spend their lives...
In some form of recovery.
In an 'IF' wished.

Either a reflection is done,
On a waste of time committed.
Or a chase to catch up,
To escape from the past...
Is foolishly admitted.
In an 'IF' wished.

However one comes to interpret,
These times we live...
It is certain,
There has been an issuing...
Of duties to be done,
Based upon an alignment...
Of Cosmic assignments.
Most of which have gone ignored.

Those who are fortunate,
To heed to those messages sent...
By listening or reading to comprehend,
What has been delivered and mentioned to them...
Has purpose and reason,
Beyond the limited depths of our understanding.

And...
As long as that becomes understood,
Those frustrations we face will be erased.
As long as this place we call Earth,
Begins to receive the respect it deserves.
We serve 'It'.
Much more than 'It' needs us to serve.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Poem and The Thesis

While reading and thinking
From somewhere else
Disturbs me
You come to me

Behind words
Between spaces of sentences
Blossoming up and erases the read paragraph

You insist me to open a blank page
I forget all
I sleep with you
Whole the day in happy

Write not what I want
Write what I like
Line by line fill up flowing like a stream
Finding an undreamed end

Body and mind bathe and lighten
Like a pregnant mother delivered
Reading from up to down
To name laughing and crying baby

In the sleeping time
When I start to read and think
To go to the aim
To cure my headache
Again it slowly wakes up
Through the lines of spaces

It is an irresistible rise
But aim is also unavoidable
When find a sleeping time
Extra things to be done

poem by Udaya R. Tennakoon
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Tell Me Why

That tuesday night, turned 26 and I caught your smile
laid down my life, one kiss would take me through the night
I close my eyes, I feel your touch, I see you smile
it's on my mind, it's just a dream I know, but why?
why I just can't stop wondering you're on my mind
noone tells me why, tell me why
tell me why you filled that emptiness in me
tell me why, tell me why,
tell me why you filled that emptiness in me
just to tell you goodbye
a day down the line, reality's back on my mind
yesterday's behind, the charm of love has died but why
unsatisfied with what we get used to in this life
I laid it aside, looks so pale with open eyes
so I just keep on wondering about what's on my mind
noone tells me why, tell me why
why again you filled that emptiness in me
tell me why, tell me why,
why again you filled that emptiness in me
so I tell you goodbye
tell me why, tell me why,
tell me why you filled that emptiness in me
tell me why, tell me why,
tell me why you filled that emptiness in me
tell me why, tell me why,
why again you filled that emptiness in me
so I tell you goodbye

song performed by by H-BlockX
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Commenting On Tony's Poem....deciphering...

a darling leaves appetite of sweet tongue
In a pointed bit of the heart with a daring
stunt of a satisfy embrace, take my desire to
cleanse my nothingness

(do you desire to remove the emptiness?
that sweet tongue that licks the heart of the lonely man,
that embrace that puts suns in the bosom?)

oh! garrison of sweet request, the bounty
hold on to catch the endless venture of
lasting memories to lend on the rapacious
appetite of my bosom soul

(the garrison of delights, those memories
that lust, what appetite is there?)

tarnish it with snapshot delight of nothing
and forward the driven heart to ponder the
quest of emptiness, I induce to pieces of
great surrender

(did you drive your heart towards more empty spaces?)
do you intend to surrender? and quit? and embrace defeat?)

where can I turn to, when the journey
shallow by the night of rapture, sail on that
envy of my cause for only in giving fully, the
enduring heart has had come to voyage
endlessly

(do you have no one to turn to?
is your heart a boat that shall sail endlessly?
no destination? no port? nothing about the idea of any
home for eventual return? just in case?)

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Emptiness Descends

I've lost him in the clouds
gone from my view,
And however deep I seek
I can't pursue,
This man who was my love
someone so true,
So very much my refuge
my rendezvous.
Such emptiness descends
my world is blue!

If I could fly up high
would he be there,
Looking down with eyes
that show his care,
Remembering the times
we used to share,
There isn't anyone
who can compare,
Such emptiness descends
he's gone elsewhere.

But I will hold him here
within my soul,
And cherish all we had
so I feel whole,
He'll always be with me
and will console,
This hurting heart of mine
which all condole.
Such emptiness descends
what is my role!

I'm out there on my own
I must last through,
For without his hand to guide
I've no value,
To finding my way alone
I have no clue,
Where will I go from here,
what will ensue.
Such emptiness descends
on my debut!

poem by Ernestine Northover
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Empty Spaces

Once there were times love
When we could touch the air between
And out acroos this room
Wed just touch hands life would shine
With electric dreams.
No matter how many miles
Nothing hurt long-distance-hearts
And there was always something there
That space could never keep apart
But now I know inside that something is died
When were apart
All we have are
Empty spaces.
Its not like were building walls
Too hard to climb to make us blind
Its just so much numbing space
To hollow out the heart and mind
And I can hear echoes of ghosts of love
We left behind.
Ill always love april
We fell in love and we planted seeds
But now we walk through fallen trees
And leaves are crushed beneath
And I will always live in autumn
Now were agreed
All we have are
Empty spaces.
Ithought this was meant to be
Our love had an energy
But only as time evolved
And all of our strength dissolved
And well never feel the flame that burned so naked
Again.
I walk through kentish town
And all the rain rain pouring down
So many people here
But space like this Ive never found
And as I get back home and step inside
I realise all I have
All I have are
Empty spaces.

song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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Empty Holes

Fill up the empty holes in my life.
Fill them before it's too late.
Find the missing qualities I have
and let the emptiness abate.

Recognition of these things I need
must be foremost in my mind.
Or the empty holes that need attention
will probably be left behind.

They will follow me like burned out stars
that cannot shine again.
And the emptiness I feel inside
will mark my journey's end.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Of all the diversions of life, there is none so proper to fill up its empty spaces as the reading of useful and entertaining authors.

quote by David Viscott
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Melanie

Watching, driving thru the night, Im all alone
Empty endless road, a thousand miles to go
Midnight five million thoughts are passing in a row
Will you still be waiting there God only knows
I can still see your face in my mind, with every turn I take
The wind through my heart feels so cold, as it calls out your name
Melanie, nothing but the touch of your hand can rescue me
Oh, melanie, reach inside this emptiness and you can set me free
Morning, suns in my eyes, Im tied to your soul
One chance, one solitary life, how could I let you go
Got a phone call, or was it a dream, a voice spoke to me
I could swear it was you that I heard crying desperately
Melanie, nothing but the touch of your hand can rescue me
Oh, melanie, reach inside this emptiness and you will set me free
I can still see your face in my mind, with every turn I take
The wind through my heart feels so cold, as it calls out your name
Melanie, nothing but the touch of your hand can rescue me
Oh, melanie, reach inside this emptiness and you will set me free
Melanie, nothing but the touch of your hand can rescue me
Oh, melanie, reach inside this emptiness and you will set me free

song performed by by Toto
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There Is This Fire

there is this fire
it has not burned you yet

there is this rain
it has not drowned you yet

there is this wind
it has not blown you beyond death yet

there is this earth
that dries and cracks and opens itself to everything

there are four empty spaces inside my heart
all these are there undivided

no one, no one, no one, no one
ever, ever understands it, not even this body this mind this soul

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lonely

Emptiness in my heart
Emptiness in my soul,
Emptiness in my life
Loneliness takes it's toll.

Nobody to love me
Nobody to care,
Trapped in this lonely world
For nobody is there.

Lonely while standing
In a crowded room,
But screaming to be noticed
When locked in my tomb.

I just want to love
And be loved in return,
Somebody take my heart
And show some concern.

I'm lonely and it hurts
I'm crying in pain,
Somebody help me
My heart is slain.

Fill my lonely heart
Fill my lonely soul,
Fill my lonely life
Make me feel whole.

poem by Adam McKim
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if you leave
leave at once
for i have nothing
to say,

others ask
what to say when someone
you love says
about leaving?

i say
go, go, find what is lacking
find that which must complete you
and if you are empty still
do not come back to me
for i am empty too

how can emptiness fill another
emptiness?
mine will always be an invitation
i care
but once refused
there is no where
where you can find me
i am also gone
searching what you have been searching
but now it
shall not be you
i'll have someone else
who can fill
my own emptiness

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Days Without Poems

DAYS WITHOUT POEMS

Days without poems-
Nights without poems-
A time of life without poems-
No poems anywhere.

Empty inside
Running outside
Tired.

No inner energy
No great urgency in feeling
Nothing.

In the emptiness inside of no- poems
I pass this time without song.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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A Sheet for Balanced Thoughts

Empty, white spaces
Separated by blue lines
Will support the black.

poem by Tim Stensloff
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A Friend

a friend is just a friend
a patching somewhere
on some empty spaces
where such being
may fill

the shape of a flower
for accent of a vase
or a fluttering butterfly
to decorate a shrub
or a substitute for
someone who left
and left another
emptiness

a friend is just a friend
do you expect some more?

let the friendship be nothing
but be brief and concise
like some answers to
life's questions

let it not be beyond
yourself and your loved one

a friend is just a memory
that comes and goes
like the wind that for a time
cools your face

you just let them pass
and be themselves, ...

friends, have some,
but come to think,

they may also be expensive

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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