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.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 6:55pm
13th Jan 2025 6:55pm
Boredom Prevails
#boredom
#dirty
#funny
#rhyming
#ThrillSeeking
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 8:19am
13th Jan 2025 8:19am
Every hour I am thinking of you My father
Every hour
I am thinking of you
My father
You blessed me
With a nice weather
It is finally sunny today
Thanks God Father
We had already lots of rainy days
During the summer
So father you cooled the earth already
For us
We must tell you that we love the sunny days
We are having a mild summer
It is not too hot
It is a little cooler
With a little breeze
I am having no problem coping
With it
I just like it better that way
I hope it is going to stay like that
For a while
I don't like when it is...
I am thinking of you
My father
You blessed me
With a nice weather
It is finally sunny today
Thanks God Father
We had already lots of rainy days
During the summer
So father you cooled the earth already
For us
We must tell you that we love the sunny days
We are having a mild summer
It is not too hot
It is a little cooler
With a little breeze
I am having no problem coping
With it
I just like it better that way
I hope it is going to stay like that
For a while
I don't like when it is...
#bittersweet
#boredom
#fear
#greed
#regret
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 11:51pm
12th Jan 2025 11:51pm
Koan 10
Sing.
Me.
A melody.
And make it.
Out of tune.
Off.
Key.
Me.
A melody.
And make it.
Out of tune.
Off.
Key.
#boredom
#denial
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AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 11:18pm
8th Jan 2025 11:18pm
Meta Verse
Detox the body
Isolate.
Think what you want.
Masturbate.
Open your mind to god;
Open the gate.
Here comes Babylon,
To seal your fate.
Find your family.
They're out of state.
Detox is your hobby.
Just isolate.
Isolate.
Think what you want.
Masturbate.
Open your mind to god;
Open the gate.
Here comes Babylon,
To seal your fate.
Find your family.
They're out of state.
Detox is your hobby.
Just isolate.
#boredom
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 12:40pm
8th Jan 2025 12:40pm
Never too late
Never too late
To make new
Friends in our
Lives
Because we
Just have
A few friends
And we want
To increase the number
Of friends
We are going
To take our
Time making new friends
Because we feel that
We should not rush
Making friends
Yes we need to
Chose our friends
And hope that
Our friends will accept
Us the way we are
We are choosing
The middle class
People to be our
Friends
And not the rich
People
Because they
Hate the middle
Class people
To make new
Friends in our
Lives
Because we
Just have
A few friends
And we want
To increase the number
Of friends
We are going
To take our
Time making new friends
Because we feel that
We should not rush
Making friends
Yes we need to
Chose our friends
And hope that
Our friends will accept
Us the way we are
We are choosing
The middle class
People to be our
Friends
And not the rich
People
Because they
Hate the middle
Class people
#boredom
#grief
#loneliness
#regret
#shame
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 12:40pm
8th Jan 2025 12:40pm
Be at peace
Be at peace angels from heaven
Be at peace mother
Be at peace my friends
Be at peace my reverend
Be at peace my God
Be at piece my saints
Be at peace birds
Be at peace Mother Nature
Be at peace sea
Be at peace farmers
Be at peace little baby
Be at peace fisherman
Be at peace moon when you shine at night
Stars be at peace also when you shine at night
Birds be at peace when you fly in the sky during the day
Be at peace mother
Be at peace my friends
Be at peace my reverend
Be at peace my God
Be at piece my saints
Be at peace birds
Be at peace Mother Nature
Be at peace sea
Be at peace farmers
Be at peace little baby
Be at peace fisherman
Be at peace moon when you shine at night
Stars be at peace also when you shine at night
Birds be at peace when you fly in the sky during the day
#bittersweet
#boredom
#fear
#frustration
#rejection
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 11:17pm
7th Jan 2025 11:17pm
No me ama mais
No me ama mais
Porque my dear friends
It leaves me sad
Knowing that you
No me ama mais
I am also feeling very sad
My dear friends
Now you had abandon me
And never came back to see me
Again
Now I am living in isolation
And I lost the touch of the outside
World
Also now I have to start all over
Making friends again
And it is not going to be easy again
Yes I wonder if the people I chose
To be my friends will accept me
The way I am
Porque my dear friends
It leaves me sad
Knowing that you
No me ama mais
I am also feeling very sad
My dear friends
Now you had abandon me
And never came back to see me
Again
Now I am living in isolation
And I lost the touch of the outside
World
Also now I have to start all over
Making friends again
And it is not going to be easy again
Yes I wonder if the people I chose
To be my friends will accept me
The way I am
#boredom
#frustration
#greed
#rejection
#shame
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 3:26am
6th Jan 2025 3:26am
"Adventure"-is it over-rated?
I don't know- sometimes I feel- there's really not much to do- and some place to go- is it really worth the trouble- I tend to not feel/think so....
adventure.... adventure.... subjective.... they more or less make it look fun in those movies and TV shows.... *sighs*
maybe there's this fluctuating high one may get that comes and goes.... "time" either speeds up unfavorably or terribly slow- like the unfavorable cold winter weather- and icy stuffy snow
the "tropical setting is my personal flow because I don't...
adventure.... adventure.... subjective.... they more or less make it look fun in those movies and TV shows.... *sighs*
maybe there's this fluctuating high one may get that comes and goes.... "time" either speeds up unfavorably or terribly slow- like the unfavorable cold winter weather- and icy stuffy snow
the "tropical setting is my personal flow because I don't...
#boredom
#philosophical
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 8:59pm
5th Jan 2025 8:59pm
Now is time
Now is time to say to someone I love you
When you see him or her
Now is a good time to celebrate who you were born to be
Now is the good time to say forgiveness to someone that you hurt in the past and
Move on with your life
Now is a good time to learn to love yourself
Now is a good time to discover what you love to do
Now is a good time to worship God
Now it is a good time to pray for the people of the world
Now it is a good time to lend a hand in the community
Now it is a good time to write your feelings in your notebook
Now it is a...
When you see him or her
Now is a good time to celebrate who you were born to be
Now is the good time to say forgiveness to someone that you hurt in the past and
Move on with your life
Now is a good time to learn to love yourself
Now is a good time to discover what you love to do
Now is a good time to worship God
Now it is a good time to pray for the people of the world
Now it is a good time to lend a hand in the community
Now it is a good time to write your feelings in your notebook
Now it is a...
#anger
#boredom
#loneliness
#rejection
#sadness
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 1:16pm
3rd Jan 2025 1:16pm
House of Doors (Inspired by the tv series Alanta)
somewhere off- somewhere off in a corner pocket of who knows where- where someone who knows- knows, that this is the place, where a person goes, and things happen....
#boredom
#drugs
#escape
#philosophical
#temptation
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
31st Dec 2024 6:42pm
31st Dec 2024 6:42pm
Comrade Self Destruct.
It feels like something.
Serious.
Is creeping behind my perceptions.
Ruining the high I do got.
Stalking me.
Hunting me with the ever present concern for.
Withdrawal symptoms.
The Police.
Any sort
of calamity.
And, is there enough euphoria to power me through this doldrums.
But, that's my prerogative.
Guilt and shame arise in my subconscious.
Cause I keep getting an intrusive thought.
That the cops are coming.
Someone knows something.
I'm dying.
Or
have I transcended. ...
Serious.
Is creeping behind my perceptions.
Ruining the high I do got.
Stalking me.
Hunting me with the ever present concern for.
Withdrawal symptoms.
The Police.
Any sort
of calamity.
And, is there enough euphoria to power me through this doldrums.
But, that's my prerogative.
Guilt and shame arise in my subconscious.
Cause I keep getting an intrusive thought.
That the cops are coming.
Someone knows something.
I'm dying.
Or
have I transcended. ...
#bittersweet
#boredom
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oskar
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 11:50am
28th Dec 2024 11:50am
not happy
Not Happy
This morning on a site. we saw the hotel where
Hemingway stayed to write an important book
We wait to see which bed he slept in, also
it is an ad when a site feels the need to out-basing
such triviality
In the newspaper, that day was struck the sameness
how articles were written "We need to talk about"
and so on
We are told of a Ukraine war, not the reason only
that Russia wants the rest of Europe and other
blatant lies
Any critical observation about Israel is dismissed
out of hand as anti-Semitic,...
This morning on a site. we saw the hotel where
Hemingway stayed to write an important book
We wait to see which bed he slept in, also
it is an ad when a site feels the need to out-basing
such triviality
In the newspaper, that day was struck the sameness
how articles were written "We need to talk about"
and so on
We are told of a Ukraine war, not the reason only
that Russia wants the rest of Europe and other
blatant lies
Any critical observation about Israel is dismissed
out of hand as anti-Semitic,...
#apathy
#bittersweet
#boredom #confusion
#boredom #confusion
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