Poems About Apathy by Top Critiquers
#apathy
Poems about apathy by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Feb 2025 12:40pm
17th Feb 2025 12:40pm
Treating Love Letters Like Junk Mail
She told the police on her boyfriend
They nailed him with a suitcase full of heroin
He was tried & sent to jail
She was paid in full, the money that she was promised for helping out
She moved into a nice apartment
After a while, she got some letters from him
He didn't know that she was the one that had set him up
His letters were full of declarations of eternal love
The only thing that kept him going was thinking of her each & every day he sat in his rotten, stinking cell
She laughed at the letters and threw them away
After a few...
They nailed him with a suitcase full of heroin
He was tried & sent to jail
She was paid in full, the money that she was promised for helping out
She moved into a nice apartment
After a while, she got some letters from him
He didn't know that she was the one that had set him up
His letters were full of declarations of eternal love
The only thing that kept him going was thinking of her each & every day he sat in his rotten, stinking cell
She laughed at the letters and threw them away
After a few...
#apathy
#heartbroken
#prison
#rejection
#suicide
125 reads
15 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
11th Feb 2024 3:25pm
11th Feb 2024 3:25pm
mine to keep
sadness looms inside my soul
I know not what causes it
lingering in the shade of my sacredness
covered with fragmented memories
sorrow keeps company with me
my love's depth cannot be measured
I ache with it
melancholy feelings tell me all I need to know
keening for the moments lost
I weep in dread
it is my fate
to carry this pain
I give it suckle
feed it my life's essence
emptiness carries me lonely, down the road
alone in the scorn
I am a misfit of the universes
I was sent here to...
I know not what causes it
lingering in the shade of my sacredness
covered with fragmented memories
sorrow keeps company with me
my love's depth cannot be measured
I ache with it
melancholy feelings tell me all I need to know
keening for the moments lost
I weep in dread
it is my fate
to carry this pain
I give it suckle
feed it my life's essence
emptiness carries me lonely, down the road
alone in the scorn
I am a misfit of the universes
I was sent here to...
#sadness
#depression
#apathy
225 reads
8 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
24th Feb 2024 9:28pm
24th Feb 2024 9:28pm
Other overrated bullshit
#lust
#sex
#minimalist
#apathy
#orgasm
373 reads
30 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
29th Dec 2023 8:32pm
29th Dec 2023 8:32pm
WHEN THE THOUGHTS CHANGE
When the thoughts slowly start to change, the
way you feel differently about some situations. It's like a slap across the face. It makes you start to think, about what you want and need in your life. But yet you are more afraid of the nights then the days, that you are alone. That you have dreams, in the silence of the nights. You think about this moment with many days and night. Feeling the deepness as it was deeply influence, by your own attitude and the deepness of not feeling. No longer feeling well yet more like a uncomfortable feelings. But yet you can manifest from your mind,...
way you feel differently about some situations. It's like a slap across the face. It makes you start to think, about what you want and need in your life. But yet you are more afraid of the nights then the days, that you are alone. That you have dreams, in the silence of the nights. You think about this moment with many days and night. Feeling the deepness as it was deeply influence, by your own attitude and the deepness of not feeling. No longer feeling well yet more like a uncomfortable feelings. But yet you can manifest from your mind,...
#loneliness
#disappointment
#emptiness
#apathy
#fear
276 reads
6 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
31st Dec 2022 6:51am
31st Dec 2022 6:51am
Private Pacts
Another year to add to this personal chronicle
But this time I’m not feeling melancholic or nostalgic
I think I’ve passed the midway point of this journey
And I didn’t even know it or at least felt the magic
Who knows what cards I’ll be dealt by the hands of fate
I just take it day by day with short terms plans ahead
Anything longer than that requires a speculative contract
But I learned to slow down to appreciate the now instead
Yeah yeah, I’ll write another list and then tuck it away
Occasionally taking it out to fuel the...
But this time I’m not feeling melancholic or nostalgic
I think I’ve passed the midway point of this journey
And I didn’t even know it or at least felt the magic
Who knows what cards I’ll be dealt by the hands of fate
I just take it day by day with short terms plans ahead
Anything longer than that requires a speculative contract
But I learned to slow down to appreciate the now instead
Yeah yeah, I’ll write another list and then tuck it away
Occasionally taking it out to fuel the...
#hope
#LifeGoals
#uplifting #apathy
#uplifting #apathy
268 reads
1 Comment
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2023 11:21pm
22nd Feb 2023 11:21pm
Not for Nothing but this Site is Pretty Boring Lately
Listen up fuck bags
Do I have to do everything?
I was so bored that I even wore pants today
Which is weird because I work remotely
Bunker on the corner of 4th and Long
Personal Foul for roughing the kicker
Do you get my drift ?
I didn't think so
Listen a lot of good poets left
But you remain and I remain
It's our job to keep rocking it
Write about Ring Dings, just write
I'm taking a Vaginal vacation
Two scoops of Trans Fat
Gluten holiday in Transylvania
Dark Stout, blow jobs and rodeo
She's sizzle...
Do I have to do everything?
I was so bored that I even wore pants today
Which is weird because I work remotely
Bunker on the corner of 4th and Long
Personal Foul for roughing the kicker
Do you get my drift ?
I didn't think so
Listen a lot of good poets left
But you remain and I remain
It's our job to keep rocking it
Write about Ring Dings, just write
I'm taking a Vaginal vacation
Two scoops of Trans Fat
Gluten holiday in Transylvania
Dark Stout, blow jobs and rodeo
She's sizzle...
#funny
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#apathy
#boredom
458 reads
50 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
27th Feb 2021 3:20pm
27th Feb 2021 3:20pm
A TRIP TO A SILENT CITY
I had visited
them in numerous
placed around
the world, however
today's visit to
a silent city
was different.
I spent time
walking through the
various tenants, some
were housed in
elaborate houses,
some in low-cost housing,
some in the
poorest houses;
all, in one way or another,
were identified with
unique words chosen
by none residents.
This trip to a silent
city once again
reminded me of
how vulnerable and
short my life is.
It was a wakeup call,
which from the...
them in numerous
placed around
the world, however
today's visit to
a silent city
was different.
I spent time
walking through the
various tenants, some
were housed in
elaborate houses,
some in low-cost housing,
some in the
poorest houses;
all, in one way or another,
were identified with
unique words chosen
by none residents.
This trip to a silent
city once again
reminded me of
how vulnerable and
short my life is.
It was a wakeup call,
which from the...
#sadness
#denial
#apathy
458 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
6th Mar 2025 11:35am
6th Mar 2025 11:35am
Heaven paved with my pains
.. this shitty life is nothing
but a waiting room
of a hellish asylum
overflowing with paperwork
and suffocated in its own
degenerate bureaucracy
this shitty life is nothing
but a scare in a dead-end alley
from the darkest part of a place
where no one wants to go
life, life, life
knife, knife, knife
the sound of traveling knife sharpeners
is like the creaking of hinges
of a nonexistent paradise
where an arrogant and irrational being rules...
but a waiting room
of a hellish asylum
overflowing with paperwork
and suffocated in its own
degenerate bureaucracy
this shitty life is nothing
but a scare in a dead-end alley
from the darkest part of a place
where no one wants to go
life, life, life
knife, knife, knife
the sound of traveling knife sharpeners
is like the creaking of hinges
of a nonexistent paradise
where an arrogant and irrational being rules...
#anxiety
#apathy
#depression
#mirror
#silence
87 reads
8 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
10th Aug 2021 11:49am
10th Aug 2021 11:49am
Melting Clocks
Stone skips, in – Ducks & Drakes.
Air displaced – Levity, light hearted carelessness…
(No matter the sky.)
Like
Pink balloons -
into
Sky blue balloons…
into
The blue-blue sky,
rising in calculations of levitations,
like
a dream of innocence
lost...
Lost to the ponderous pondering
of
mechanical
existence.
Rising ever higher…
Higher
even
than we could ever
aspire.
The world was lost
like a war.
And the exacted cost
was fire -
that did aspire, ...
Air displaced – Levity, light hearted carelessness…
(No matter the sky.)
Like
Pink balloons -
into
Sky blue balloons…
into
The blue-blue sky,
rising in calculations of levitations,
like
a dream of innocence
lost...
Lost to the ponderous pondering
of
mechanical
existence.
Rising ever higher…
Higher
even
than we could ever
aspire.
The world was lost
like a war.
And the exacted cost
was fire -
that did aspire, ...
#sadness
#nature
#emptiness
#apathy
#fear
560 reads
6 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
6th May 2024 6:19am
6th May 2024 6:19am
Knuckle-dragger Rampage
One chess game teaches ramifications
and yet we continue to pollute
with every counterproductive commute
in our ecologic relations
since we are the apes who refuse to learn
beyond our personal advantage
and all of the progress we mismanage
into a declining maelstrom churn
of an ever baneful Charybdis mash
no doubt to be soon set aglow someday
by waves of radioactive decay
long smoking like a global calabash
because the anger of Earth's apex ape
preempted sapience from taking shape.
and yet we continue to pollute
with every counterproductive commute
in our ecologic relations
since we are the apes who refuse to learn
beyond our personal advantage
and all of the progress we mismanage
into a declining maelstrom churn
of an ever baneful Charybdis mash
no doubt to be soon set aglow someday
by waves of radioactive decay
long smoking like a global calabash
because the anger of Earth's apex ape
preempted sapience from taking shape.
#apathy
#disappointment
#frustration #ignorance
#frustration #ignorance
208 reads
10 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
26th Apr 2024 2:41am
26th Apr 2024 2:41am
Nature
I used to write about nature
in its truest sense –
the whisper of pine needles
heady scent of moss
rioting dandelions
and hooting owls
The way that dewdrops cling
to the border of kale leaves in the garden
and how the stars tell stories
of my magnificent smallness
I still perceive this poetry
all around me
But I’ve become consumed of late
with the nature of humans
untangling ill-fated attachments
to wounded avoidants
that painful natural cycle
I just can’t break
And...
in its truest sense –
the whisper of pine needles
heady scent of moss
rioting dandelions
and hooting owls
The way that dewdrops cling
to the border of kale leaves in the garden
and how the stars tell stories
of my magnificent smallness
I still perceive this poetry
all around me
But I’ve become consumed of late
with the nature of humans
untangling ill-fated attachments
to wounded avoidants
that painful natural cycle
I just can’t break
And...
#apathy
#despair
#NaPoWriMo2024
#nature
#relationships
197 reads
8 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
28th Mar 2022 5:57am
28th Mar 2022 5:57am
Aftercare When He Doesn't Care
after a long-awaited play session
artisan pain
sourced from his diabolical imagination
his arsenal of implements
his oh-so-strong hands
it's lonely coming down
you remind yourself why you chose this
why you keep choosing this:
it makes you feel alive
it's exciting
it's challenging
it's attention from him
something you crave
completely
you get to have a whole evening of it
and then suddenly
it stops
you're left dazed
reddened
bruised ...
artisan pain
sourced from his diabolical imagination
his arsenal of implements
his oh-so-strong hands
it's lonely coming down
you remind yourself why you chose this
why you keep choosing this:
it makes you feel alive
it's exciting
it's challenging
it's attention from him
something you crave
completely
you get to have a whole evening of it
and then suddenly
it stops
you're left dazed
reddened
bruised ...
#sadness
#strength
#BDSM
#apathy
#hurt
432 reads
4 Comments
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