#nihilism poems on Hello Poetry

Michael Priestley Oct 2017

Nihil:

Note: Dedicated to all that struggle with impossible thoughts

And I decay, decay, decay, decay…

It’s wasteful for me to sit, I think.
So long, so frequent, so young, so sick.
As language fails,
Time prevails,
And I decay, decay, decay, decay…

The birds don’t care, that’s for sure.
Carry on good birds! Spare no thought for...
My life! My soul! My mood! My needs!
Your life's all mapped out. Mother Nature’s decree.

It’s wasteful for me to dream, I think.
So light, so free, so sparse, so quick,
As thoughts go unsaid,
I choose sleep, choose bed,
And I decay, decay, decay, decay…

Hello Autumn, what do you bring with you today?
Another years ending? Leaves that won’t stay?
Goodbye’s are hard, well that’s universally true,
But hello’s are beautiful! You bring those too.

It’s wasteful for me to think, I think.
So much, so hard, so bleak, so deep.
My days…
they come, they blend, they pass
And I decay, decay, decay, decay...

Oh old stars, give me a sign.
You exist, but how?! From where do you shine ?
You’re impossible, wonderful, present and true,
I’m here! I can see you! Do you see me too?

#nihilism #existentialism #poetry #deep #thinkers #young #old #nature #space #stars

The Dybbuk Oct 2017

A Poem About Good, Evil, God, Satan and Us

So you think there are monsters that wander at night?
Witches and demons behind every blight?
Laughing hysterically, evil incarnate,
Sowing your fields with their parasites?

So you think there are devils that live in your ear,
Right next to the angel that you never hear?
Examine them closely, and I think you'll find,
None of your actions are from puppeteers.

So you think there are angels that watch over you,
Because they've got nothing that's better to do?
Letting you suffer, sometimes for fun,
Maybe that's why angels go to hell too.

So you think the demons and angels are fighting,
Scratching and clawing and screaming and biting?
Come now, you know it, that if that were true,
Don't you think clouds would be way more exciting?

No, I think you know there's no God in the sky,
No Satan below who can be your bad guy,
No good, no evil, no nothing at all,
We invented them back when our stories got dry.

Scapegoats live down below politics,
Blame is our addiction, and we need our fix,
But there isn't an evil that was ever real,
Because sin didn’t die on a crucifix.

#good #evil #satan #god #morality #nihilism #angels #demons

Nico Reznick Jul 2017

The Moirologists

We might
pretend to understand, but
we don't.
Perhaps it only
feels finite.
Perhaps we only mourn so well
because we look
so good in black.
Some days, that
horizon looks closer
than others, but
it's hard to say
what, if anything, that means.
Seven months could
be a whole lifetime.
You can turn
eighty years into
a false start or
an apology.

Still… it's not enough.
Nonetheless... that makes no difference.

Time and space and matter
continue to exist,
and the same senseless
tragedies repeat.
A pain that once
seemed strange
becomes cyclical and
intimately familiar.
These brutalising patterns.
These seasons of loss.
Winter in July.
Graves that can never be
deep enough.
I know you.
We've done this before.
This feeling is closer and
more known to me
than the calluses
on my palms
that have almost healed
somehow.
Fading stigmata.
Apostle of a
small slain god.

I'm not making sense, and I know
I'm not making sense,
but then nothing does.

#death #mortality #grief #bereavement #humans #grieving #loss #nihilism #philosophy

Josh Jul 2017

Need

I am in need
I am in need, of a heartbeat
Of flesh to touch
Lips to kiss
The fire of a life
To feel like
I plunge my head
Into the lake of eternity
And grasp, for each
Falling leaf, of maybe
And could have been
I will run, and seek
But not, find purpose
Because, in my heart
I know, that our time
Is worthless
But still, I will
Pick fruits of this
The universe
And swim in cosmic streams
As I trip, and fall, down
Stairs, of unknown depth
A sea, of staring faces

Watching, with an eagerness
My folly, my descent
I get up, and wander
Through the known
Unknown, and absurd
This place, this state
Abstract, and lone
This is the closest
I am come
To church, or faith
For whom, having seen
Even a piece, of this
Cosmic finite
Void, this insanity
Could put his trust
In anything beyond
The end, a void
Only a fool
And I am a fool
But not one
So disillusioned

#depression #sadness #nihilism #existentialism

Josh Jul 2017

My crime

Eight years, I have loved you
Since both we, were children
Not some fast burning flame
But the warmth of a coffee cup
Or an arm, around your shoulder
I never said a word
I dared hope, only in silence
A year ago, I kissed you
And like brittle clay, I broke
I told you of my feelings
And of my secret hope
You did not feel the same
But said you knew, for a long time
And yet I love you still
Shamefully, in secret
Like my love is a crime

#livr #feelings #romance #sadness #loneliness #parting #nihilism

Josh Jul 2017

Stranger/hurricane

My life, my existence
Has become
Cigarettes, ***, indigo ink
Wishing, to make it
Through the day
And wishing I had
The guts to die
I hope, secretly
For a stranger
A human shaped hurricane
Someone new
Who doesn't know my history
Someone to set me free
My perfect, imperfect
Stranger
Wherever can you be?

#depression #life #change #nihilism #existentialism #existentialnihilism