Poems about Apathy
#apathy
Poems about apathy, here you'll find poetry about feeling demotivated and lacking enthusiasm for life. Feelings of apathy expressed through poetry, and poems about dealing with apathy in those around us.
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
11th May 2022 3:13pm
11th May 2022 3:13pm
Requiem
Dead
Incinerated
Buried.
''He was such a great business partner''
Said a bungee scheme business partner of his.
''He was such a miser"
Reflected the grieving widow
Who had so far got away
With murder, having progressively increased
Some dosages and decreased others.
''He was such a loving father''
Said the daughter, in love with a father
Who had abused her and (anyway)
Rather hating the mother
Who did-not-know-never knew- ignored
His despicable behavior
Incinerated
Buried.
''He was such a great business partner''
Said a bungee scheme business partner of his.
''He was such a miser"
Reflected the grieving widow
Who had so far got away
With murder, having progressively increased
Some dosages and decreased others.
''He was such a loving father''
Said the daughter, in love with a father
Who had abused her and (anyway)
Rather hating the mother
Who did-not-know-never knew- ignored
His despicable behavior
#anger
#dark
#greed #apathy
#greed #apathy
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u53l355
Poem Published
10th May 2022 5:58pm
10th May 2022 5:58pm
Asphalt
Lying here with my left cheek to the asphalt,
Shards of blue metal anchored into my skin
Fractured jaw bleeding and I can see the red turn dark purple as it seeps into the road , watching as the blood changes into a dark stain
The traffic has come to a stop and the commuters sit behind the wheel honking , No body gets out to help
No body is concerned
Everyone just sits in annoyance because I have made them late to their grave digging duty's
Their patience is wearing thin so they figure they will just drive around me , some even decide to run me over, ...
Shards of blue metal anchored into my skin
Fractured jaw bleeding and I can see the red turn dark purple as it seeps into the road , watching as the blood changes into a dark stain
The traffic has come to a stop and the commuters sit behind the wheel honking , No body gets out to help
No body is concerned
Everyone just sits in annoyance because I have made them late to their grave digging duty's
Their patience is wearing thin so they figure they will just drive around me , some even decide to run me over, ...
#sadness
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#ShortStory
#apathy
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APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
9th May 2022 4:59pm
9th May 2022 4:59pm
The war for our souls
be this
do that
you
are not you
until
you do
what we say
how dare you
think
for yourself
join the herd
act
like every one else
recite the rosery
or
preach Alinsky
you
don't
belong
and never will
only existing
within the cause
our cause
we are hypnotized
by CNN
coerced
by Fox
LEAVE MY MIND ALONE
I hold
my own morality
I am sick
of this war for my soul
that is tearing me in two
I AM ME
and quite frankly
I just don't...
do that
you
are not you
until
you do
what we say
how dare you
think
for yourself
join the herd
act
like every one else
recite the rosery
or
preach Alinsky
you
don't
belong
and never will
only existing
within the cause
our cause
we are hypnotized
by CNN
coerced
by Fox
LEAVE MY MIND ALONE
I hold
my own morality
I am sick
of this war for my soul
that is tearing me in two
I AM ME
and quite frankly
I just don't...
#anger
#lies
#apathy
#manipulation
#deception
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oskar
Poem Published
7th May 2022 12:46pm
7th May 2022 12:46pm
a trip to Wales
A trip to Wales
I was driving among hillocks; the landscape was green
it was spring and sheep-dipped in coal dust, grazed
with their offspring
Parked near a pub in a hamlet, it had a name
I could not get my tongue around it and enter
into a dark interior.
The few customers ignored me yet eyed me
perhaps they thought I was English looking to buy a cottage.
I drank powder coffee in a sea of Welshness
my foreignness disturbed me
and the locals.
I left.
I was driving among hillocks; the landscape was green
it was spring and sheep-dipped in coal dust, grazed
with their offspring
Parked near a pub in a hamlet, it had a name
I could not get my tongue around it and enter
into a dark interior.
The few customers ignored me yet eyed me
perhaps they thought I was English looking to buy a cottage.
I drank powder coffee in a sea of Welshness
my foreignness disturbed me
and the locals.
I left.
#anxiety
#confusion
#apathy
#boredom
#bittersweet
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robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
5th May 2022 3:24am
5th May 2022 3:24am
Waiting, waiting.
Expecting that call
Waiting for the phone to ring
Waiting for Godot.
But I have learned
And my expectations
Are very low.
Waiting for the phone to ring
Waiting for Godot.
But I have learned
And my expectations
Are very low.
#sadness
#disappointment
#apathy
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Jestalessa
Poem Published
30th Apr 2022 5:33pm
30th Apr 2022 5:33pm
eioau
i feel like a vowel today
like a flaccid letter between
clacking consonants
bit dull
but necessary
not quite enough
to make up
a meaningful word
alone
except you
or i
neither of which
is really enough either
as we both know
vowels wait for another letter
to carry them
flourishing in the spaces
between corners
to create ambience
rather than
sharply
impressing on meaning
they’re where a word breaks
where emphasis peaks ...
like a flaccid letter between
clacking consonants
bit dull
but necessary
not quite enough
to make up
a meaningful word
alone
except you
or i
neither of which
is really enough either
as we both know
vowels wait for another letter
to carry them
flourishing in the spaces
between corners
to create ambience
rather than
sharply
impressing on meaning
they’re where a word breaks
where emphasis peaks ...
#apathy
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8 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
30th Apr 2022 5:54am
30th Apr 2022 5:54am
Dirty Spit
dirty
lousy
germ ridden
like
a used
condom
nothing
is what
i am
of no
real
consequence
curdled
milk in
the fridge
cold
stewed
tea
a bitter
after
taste
that you
try to
spit out
lousy
germ ridden
like
a used
condom
nothing
is what
i am
of no
real
consequence
curdled
milk in
the fridge
cold
stewed
tea
a bitter
after
taste
that you
try to
spit out
#depression
#MentalHealth
#apathy #SelfWorth
#apathy #SelfWorth
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3 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2022 8:22am
22nd Apr 2022 8:22am
obscurity
obscurity
Obscurant poems
Complicated word puzzles
Several meanings
Give poetry a bad name
For those who like clarity
Lepidoptera
Do you mean butterfly?
No, caterpillar
Or maybe a swimming style
Something of short duration.
Thank you very much
I shall treasure this always
Your profundity
But I fail to understand
The point of obscurity
Obscurant poems
Complicated word puzzles
Several meanings
Give poetry a bad name
For those who like clarity
Lepidoptera
Do you mean butterfly?
No, caterpillar
Or maybe a swimming style
Something of short duration.
Thank you very much
I shall treasure this always
Your profundity
But I fail to understand
The point of obscurity
#bipolar
#addiction
#apathy
#diabetes
#cancer
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oskar
Poem Published
18th Apr 2022 10:15am
18th Apr 2022 10:15am
the muir
The Muir
As a child living on a farm during the war
had a pond on peatland, the pond’s water
was fenny and dark.
Slow swimming trout that tasted of mud
Swam, near the surface of the pond.
My friend and I built a boat with sails,
It sunk, I clung to the mast, Peter swam
didn’t make it, screamed before being
dragged under by something atrocious.
The adults came running, they didn’t find
Peter, the pond had endless silt, lukewarm
infinite, its foundation in the maelstrom
of conflicting horrors.
As a child living on a farm during the war
had a pond on peatland, the pond’s water
was fenny and dark.
Slow swimming trout that tasted of mud
Swam, near the surface of the pond.
My friend and I built a boat with sails,
It sunk, I clung to the mast, Peter swam
didn’t make it, screamed before being
dragged under by something atrocious.
The adults came running, they didn’t find
Peter, the pond had endless silt, lukewarm
infinite, its foundation in the maelstrom
of conflicting horrors.
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#boredom
#bittersweet
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to_be_me
Poem Published
16th Apr 2022 8:11am
16th Apr 2022 8:11am
the game
Turin's horse
Nietzche’s mind
empathy enlarged
beasts powerful
january morning
eighteen eightynine
the genesis
both flogged
the prognosis
paralytic dementia
circa today
place now
same thing
we know
the mind
breaks first
Nietzche’s mind
empathy enlarged
beasts powerful
january morning
eighteen eightynine
the genesis
both flogged
the prognosis
paralytic dementia
circa today
place now
same thing
we know
the mind
breaks first
#oppression
#despair
#apathy #vulnerability
#apathy #vulnerability
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2 Comments
Intepta
Poem Published
15th Apr 2022 8:15pm
15th Apr 2022 8:15pm
absurd quotes middle-aged women share on social media
don't let one bad day make you believe you've got a bad life"
or something like that, i read today
does one good day between bad days make your life good?
ahh
pretty stupid to even think about it
since things are the way they are
not measurable by human instincts and needs
i still have to deal with human feelings though
analyzing doesn't spare you
he accused me of biologism
not sure why that's an accusation
pretty fucking stupid
or something like that, i read today
does one good day between bad days make your life good?
ahh
pretty stupid to even think about it
since things are the way they are
not measurable by human instincts and needs
i still have to deal with human feelings though
analyzing doesn't spare you
he accused me of biologism
not sure why that's an accusation
pretty fucking stupid
#science
#philosophical
#apathy
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Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
14th Apr 2022 7:34pm
14th Apr 2022 7:34pm
Listlessness (NaPoWriMo 2022 #13)
I didn't want to go through with today.
Not because of any true hardship
but because of ennui.
The type of day
where there is some bits to do
but the soul is unwilling
for even breakfast
or to get out of bed,
as the rest brought no change
no renewal
of phoenixical proportions,
just ashen listlessness
leaden dullness
in the bones
that saps from the heart.
At least there is always
tomorrow,
tomorrow,
always tomorrow
and yet?
Not because of any true hardship
but because of ennui.
The type of day
where there is some bits to do
but the soul is unwilling
for even breakfast
or to get out of bed,
as the rest brought no change
no renewal
of phoenixical proportions,
just ashen listlessness
leaden dullness
in the bones
that saps from the heart.
At least there is always
tomorrow,
tomorrow,
always tomorrow
and yet?
#emptiness
#apathy
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