#hollow poems on Hello Poetry

kk Jun 2018

Hollow

Skin-deep,
I can tolerate you.
Flesh-deep,
You make me gag
but I’ll try not to *****.
Open up your heart and soul and everything else,
All that leaks out is musty air.

Like a plastic ornament,
You dangle unsteadily
On the bristles of a Christmas tree
It is my tremor
From our exchanges
That will loosen your desperate cling
From my limp arms.

Dedicated to someone I wasted way too much time with.

#hollow #disgust #regret #goodbye #breakup #movingon #time

nihiliti Jun 2018

a paper-mache-thin semblance of self

I can call upon myself
but it's just a shell

bones break surface
offering quilltips
for forging poems
with
graduated cylinder-strained
diluted-air grade
not from concentrate
ink

the mechanism's safe
as sealed secret tombs
are safe
an echo of disdain
for which I apologize

aquiver with paste-
like listenings
replicating histories
foreign and estranged
to taciturn gaze;
functional, but
glazed

shells function as people
but not as well
words wish but don't tell
what awaits ingrained
in bones broken
for blessing

pop! but distressing
echoing, echoing
pain empathetically parsed
but cannot relate
it's too late

I'm walking
but not talking
I'm listening
but not communicating
I'm dead
but not yet down

entombed in my head;
all that might have been
still can, but
a refusal to bend
is found
in my own pen

I've built a prison for myself

The writing's on the skin.

#hollow #words #wasted #wishes #innerdemons #veiled #disdain #rote #empathy

Amanda Kay Burke Jun 2018

I Deserve More

Didn't I make you happy?
Wasn't I there for you?
Am I not right here waiting,
After the pain you put me through?

I tried hard to be like you,
I wanted so badly to make you proud,
It looks like it was all in vain,
My knees are weak, head is bowed.

Who am I going to confide in now?
Who will be there to clutch my hand?
I have never taken you for granted,
Do you get why I can't understand?

Why do bad things happen
To people who deserve good things most?
I gave you the world hidden within me,
You left me with your empty ghost.

I am sure you're doing fine by yourself
While I'm hollow, yearning for your kiss,
I may not be the perfect girl,
I know I deserve more than this.

Written 1/4/13

#love #heartbreak #breakup #fine #hollow #yearning #kiss #deserve #perfect

Heim Jun 2018

Hollowism

Maybe I’ll beat up my sister today to deal with reflexive reprieve. No.

I think it’s because people are disappointments.

Maybe it’s because I’m afflicted with poverty. This is not real poverty, just the poverty I live with, the type I’ll see today and tomorrow.

Maybe its because we have the opposite of wealth and will never have enough to facilitate a dream. Fathers a salesman what can I do?

It’s because I’m disappointed with how shallow my life has been.

#hollow #dejection

The Dybbuk Jun 2018

Emptier

I wake up in the morning,
with a pit where you should be,
And the air I breathe isn't filtered like it was.
I walk through the day with two broken legs,
And my feet drag along the broken glass.
You say that you're empty, but I'm hollowed out,
And I hate what's left.
I'm innocent, and that's the worst thing I've ever done to myself.

#breakup #empty #hollow #emotion

Colm May 2018

His Hollow Chest

The hollow sound of heavy rain
As it beats upon an empty chest
No leaves to tear or lives to end
There is only rain
And storms unrest

Sometimes you have to feel empty in order to remenber what make you fulfilled.

I'm just selfish.

#rain #storm #chest #hollow #sound

XyL0S May 2018

Unsaid goodbye.

Oh...I held to your
hand,
When I was afraid of the
dark,
Frightened to stumble,
lose the grip,
Unsure of the length of the
path...

Too raw to digest,
the intensity of emptiness...
I don't feel you anymore either,
Your hand just threatens to fall,
I accuse the loss of my sight-
-for not seeing your eyes,
For the depth I'm sure will be there to suffice.

But won't it be marking me easy?
For assuming I'm too much of blind?
For sight I believe isn't watching-
-Its seeing, and I can see the truth to your voice...

By the time I'll be pacing to walk on,
I fear you'll be lagging behind...
But isn't it funny?
It'll be your preference
And I'll be waiting denying.

But weren't choices offered to both?
Wasn't there faith in complying?
Wasn't I there when the silence broke?
Am I ceasing my tears with time?

I'm caressing my skins where you kissed me,
I'm regretting not saying goodbye.

#goodbye #love #woman #heartbreak #depart #leave #miss #words #hollow #conclusion

Nayana Nair May 2018

Be You

Oh! Let me be you.
Who walks with a sun in your pocket
for every rainy day.
Who stood at crossroads
and decided which road shouldn’t exist.
Let me be you for a day.
So that I am not the one
who hides in hollow words,
who makes her bed on the dreams of others.
Let me be you,
so that I can put out my hand
always with the confidence
knowing that the love I ask
shall be given.

But what is this that I feel?
Why my hands shake?
Why my heart cries?

Is it because
the one who is breaking the wall
with bare bleeding hands
has the same pain, same fear
as the one who is hiding behind that wall.
Is it because
this love, this life
leaves no one without scar.

#crossroads #dream #fear #exist #pocket #hide #heart #hollow #love #life

Hollow Steve May 2018

Dead death blooms

I've awakened to grey themes,
they cling to me.
I am myself again,
but nowhere near.

I am myself again,
as if death had life to give.
An offering at best,
and crippling the gift.

It bends, it burns,
it dies.
It's held in so tight,
just let it die.

It builds, it floods,
it's empty.
Spewing out the same nonsense
from so long ago.

Eclipsed by the blood,
blackened by the stares.
Dead death blooms,
lingering a hollow consciousness.

#hollow #dead #death