Poems about Boredom
#boredom
Poems about boredom, apathy and disinterest in the world. Poems about the daily grind of life, and how boredom can wear you down. Poetry about frustration and wanting to break free to find a more exciting way of life.
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CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
Today 1:41am
Today 1:41am
Only myself
Only myself
Living in one bedroom
Apartment
Here in Toronto
That is all I need
Now the phone is ringing
Non stop
I will not bother to answer
Because it is late already
I have no Idea
Who is the craziest person
That is calling me
At this late hour
I am still praying for my Father
At the late hours of the
Night
Now is time to take my
Medication
I can't take my medication
On an empty stomach
I need to take with food
Now I am having some
Popcorn
That was microwaved
Yes I am...
Living in one bedroom
Apartment
Here in Toronto
That is all I need
Now the phone is ringing
Non stop
I will not bother to answer
Because it is late already
I have no Idea
Who is the craziest person
That is calling me
At this late hour
I am still praying for my Father
At the late hours of the
Night
Now is time to take my
Medication
I can't take my medication
On an empty stomach
I need to take with food
Now I am having some
Popcorn
That was microwaved
Yes I am...
#boredom
#fear
#greed
#grief
#hate
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Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:19am
Yesterday 3:19am
Futility.
Everything.
All the time.
All at once.
And, I make sense.
Out of the tangents.
Writing the narrative that is my life.
And, will you be a footnote in the poorly worded.
Dialogue.
And, will you be a friend to the no one I've become.
An, index to all my poor plot choices and poorly rounded characters.
That pepper my life.
With the mundane.
Mediocre.
All the time.
All at once.
And, I make sense.
Out of the tangents.
Writing the narrative that is my life.
And, will you be a footnote in the poorly worded.
Dialogue.
And, will you be a friend to the no one I've become.
An, index to all my poor plot choices and poorly rounded characters.
That pepper my life.
With the mundane.
Mediocre.
#boredom
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
30th Jan 2025 6:10am
30th Jan 2025 6:10am
it's not Halloween but this ghost costume still fits
Don't look at me
don't talk to me
I have nothing, NOTHING
to say
I'm a head full of empty air
no, NO
I'm worse that that
I'm a head full of stagnant air
empty at least has potential
but stagnant is where
brainwaves go to die
I think all my important brainwaves have died
I tried to read an essay
on the hibernation cycle of mammals
I got half way through and gave up
because it turns out I really hate
the word "torpor"
though the silver lining of that
is that I now...
don't talk to me
I have nothing, NOTHING
to say
I'm a head full of empty air
no, NO
I'm worse that that
I'm a head full of stagnant air
empty at least has potential
but stagnant is where
brainwaves go to die
I think all my important brainwaves have died
I tried to read an essay
on the hibernation cycle of mammals
I got half way through and gave up
because it turns out I really hate
the word "torpor"
though the silver lining of that
is that I now...
#boredom
#depression
#myself
#SelfReflection
#StreamOfConsciousness
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oskar
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 4:35pm
26th Jan 2025 4:35pm
the diabetes fraud
The diabetes Fraud
On Der Spiegel today I read that a solution to diabetes had been discovered, the article showed a serious medical staff breaking out
In jubilation, followed by happy patients
The reason it was not made official was because the big pharma would shut it down
Hang on!
I remember having read the same article 5 years ago about a rare plant in Peru that in powder and taken before bed would cure Diabetes
A spoonful of this stuff a day will surely keep Doctors away
The rare plant from a hidden valley in Peru now
In liquid form are costly,...
On Der Spiegel today I read that a solution to diabetes had been discovered, the article showed a serious medical staff breaking out
In jubilation, followed by happy patients
The reason it was not made official was because the big pharma would shut it down
Hang on!
I remember having read the same article 5 years ago about a rare plant in Peru that in powder and taken before bed would cure Diabetes
A spoonful of this stuff a day will surely keep Doctors away
The rare plant from a hidden valley in Peru now
In liquid form are costly,...
#anger
#anxiety
#bittersweet
#boredom
#confusion
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 00:20am
24th Jan 2025 00:20am
am I just a ghost in your world?
I watch you pass me in the hallway
a tangible ghost
you talk but I'm not listening
because I'm the ghost
and I've got no time
for your living problems
You want me
you say you want me
but all your words are about you
and even if I had something to say
you wouldn't know
because you dare not ask
the hard questions
I feel like a spectator
in my own science experiment
where I'm the subject in my own
rat maze of emptiness
and I forgot the way to the exit
or maybe I just forgot to...
a tangible ghost
you talk but I'm not listening
because I'm the ghost
and I've got no time
for your living problems
You want me
you say you want me
but all your words are about you
and even if I had something to say
you wouldn't know
because you dare not ask
the hard questions
I feel like a spectator
in my own science experiment
where I'm the subject in my own
rat maze of emptiness
and I forgot the way to the exit
or maybe I just forgot to...
#boredom
#depression
#rejection
#relationships
#sadness
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Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 6:58pm
20th Jan 2025 6:58pm
Forcing Myself to Write to Assert Control Over my Failure.
Tyler says.
My problem has always.
Been my paranoia.
But he neglects the self doubt.
The self hatred.
Or the hallucinations.
And, every day I struggle.
With the will to live.
Especially when it turns out.
I'm not really that unique.
Id hate to be the person.
Who admires.
My imperfections.
My problem has always.
Been my paranoia.
But he neglects the self doubt.
The self hatred.
Or the hallucinations.
And, every day I struggle.
With the will to live.
Especially when it turns out.
I'm not really that unique.
Id hate to be the person.
Who admires.
My imperfections.
#bittersweet
#boredom
#sadness
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oskar
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 11:09am
20th Jan 2025 11:09am
who won
Who Won
Today as the new president is inaugurated
Another conference is held
It is called the Global Labor Market
When this goes through employers can temporarily
import workers from low-cost countries
Elon Musk can import workers at his plant
In Texas for nine dollars an hour
With this organized labor will cease to exist
To te detriment for us all
Today as the new president is inaugurated
Another conference is held
It is called the Global Labor Market
When this goes through employers can temporarily
import workers from low-cost countries
Elon Musk can import workers at his plant
In Texas for nine dollars an hour
With this organized labor will cease to exist
To te detriment for us all
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#boredom
#confusion
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NoQuarter
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 3:09am
20th Jan 2025 3:09am
SpaghettiOs In The Morning
The kitchen feels foreign
its silence louder than any argument
we ever had
No sizzling bacon
no toast burning in the rush
Just me
and a can I found in the back of the cabinet
I turn the opener
the lid giving way with a sharp metallic edge
The smell is familiar
a relic of time before grown up meals
and grocery lists written together
I dump its contents into a bowl
let the microwave do its thing in its beautiful mechanical comfort
The table is too big now
her chair still pushed back
like she may...
its silence louder than any argument
we ever had
No sizzling bacon
no toast burning in the rush
Just me
and a can I found in the back of the cabinet
I turn the opener
the lid giving way with a sharp metallic edge
The smell is familiar
a relic of time before grown up meals
and grocery lists written together
I dump its contents into a bowl
let the microwave do its thing in its beautiful mechanical comfort
The table is too big now
her chair still pushed back
like she may...
#boredom
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goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 10:13pm
19th Jan 2025 10:13pm
part of the crowd
let me
hurry
and rush
uptown,
let me
become
part of
the crowd,
it's lonely
being
just one.
hurry
and rush
uptown,
let me
become
part of
the crowd,
it's lonely
being
just one.
#boredom
#confusion
#disappointment
#emptiness
#loneliness
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 9:44pm
19th Jan 2025 9:44pm
Torpor of routine
I'm.
Not.
Missing.
Out.
On.
Life.
I'm.
Just.
Waiting.
To.
Die.
It's.
Not.
Exactly.
What.
You.
Want.
But,
I.
Never.
Asked.
Not.
Missing.
Out.
On.
Life.
I'm.
Just.
Waiting.
To.
Die.
It's.
Not.
Exactly.
What.
You.
Want.
But,
I.
Never.
Asked.
#boredom
#grief
#sadness
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Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 9:41pm
19th Jan 2025 9:41pm
One word and concisely miserable.
The.
Sun.
Has.
Burnt.
My.
Hangover.
Into.
My.
Soul
I'm.
Gasping.
For.
Air.
With.
Leather.
Backed.
Lungs.
And.
Baby.
Maybe.
You.
Got.
Me.
All.
Wrong.
As.
I.
Lurch.
Forward.
Or.
Lay.
Down.
And.
Fade.
Into.
The.
Bleeding.
Days.
Where.
Yesterday.
Became.
Today.
In.
The.
Sunset.
With. ...
Sun.
Has.
Burnt.
My.
Hangover.
Into.
My.
Soul
I'm.
Gasping.
For.
Air.
With.
Leather.
Backed.
Lungs.
And.
Baby.
Maybe.
You.
Got.
Me.
All.
Wrong.
As.
I.
Lurch.
Forward.
Or.
Lay.
Down.
And.
Fade.
Into.
The.
Bleeding.
Days.
Where.
Yesterday.
Became.
Today.
In.
The.
Sunset.
With. ...
#boredom
#denial
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 8:32pm
19th Jan 2025 8:32pm
Circular Vision Games
The world is lame
Everyday is practically the same
Painful, and hard to explain
In order to live inside your brain
You must go insane
You have to die
Try not to cry
When you bid the world goodbye
You know you have to die to live in here
Circular vision games
Break down in calculated pain
You have to die to get by
To live in the world's eyes
You have to die
So you can look back
Then see yourself wave bye bye
Everyday is practically the same
Painful, and hard to explain
In order to live inside your brain
You must go insane
You have to die
Try not to cry
When you bid the world goodbye
You know you have to die to live in here
Circular vision games
Break down in calculated pain
You have to die to get by
To live in the world's eyes
You have to die
So you can look back
Then see yourself wave bye bye
#apathy
#boredom
#LifeStruggles
#rhyming
#suffering
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