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.
Wired6
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:09pm
Yesterday 12:09pm
EMPTY.
So seriously,
I'm looking through the lens of empty.
Me around empty shakes melodically,uncontrollably.
Inability 2 stop man- handling empty.
Empty defiantly stares at me.
Empty irritates me..
Please!- it begs me.
Swim in the depths of me.
Me,me,me.
How can I resist such chemistry.
NOW!
You listen 2 me empty.
I'm in control!
Seen!
I'm not a follower of you empty....
I'm looking through the lens of empty.
Me around empty shakes melodically,uncontrollably.
Inability 2 stop man- handling empty.
Empty defiantly stares at me.
Empty irritates me..
Please!- it begs me.
Swim in the depths of me.
Me,me,me.
How can I resist such chemistry.
NOW!
You listen 2 me empty.
I'm in control!
Seen!
I'm not a follower of you empty....
#confusion
#despair
#denial
#boredom
#bittersweet
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2 Comments
Wired6
Poem Published
15th May 2022 9:43pm
15th May 2022 9:43pm
Aaaaah!
Oooooh!
Aaaaaah!
Ooooooh!
The last time
U pride and prode,poke me,
That was pretty naughty Dorothy.
F......U......N
That's been had on me.
Received
Reluctantly
Transparently.
------U-------
Hijack data dating technology.
So now,
Leave me be.
Stop trying 2 laugh
At me.
Feelings identified.
So leave me be.
©Wired6. 12/5/2022
Oooooh!
Aaaaaah!
Ooooooh!
The last time
U pride and prode,poke me,
That was pretty naughty Dorothy.
F......U......N
That's been had on me.
Received
Reluctantly
Transparently.
------U-------
Hijack data dating technology.
So now,
Leave me be.
Stop trying 2 laugh
At me.
Feelings identified.
So leave me be.
©Wired6. 12/5/2022
#kindness
#courage
#respect
#disappointment
#boredom
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Wired6
Poem Published
12th May 2022 8:03pm
12th May 2022 8:03pm
Cuming Is All You Know!
Chucker,
Chucker,
Chucker.
Who asked you young fella.
She's witnessed enough tonight,
Cut atmosphere with sharpened knife.
Pick up the flowers,
And glide your way,
Into the midnight sky,
Into the midnight sky.
What words can reveal,
The darkness of your zeal,
Cuming is all you know.
Nonsense is where you like 2 call home.
So do yourself a favour,
And moderate your behaviour.
Chucker,
Chucker,
Chucker,
Who asked you young fella. ...
Chucker,
Chucker.
Who asked you young fella.
She's witnessed enough tonight,
Cut atmosphere with sharpened knife.
Pick up the flowers,
And glide your way,
Into the midnight sky,
Into the midnight sky.
What words can reveal,
The darkness of your zeal,
Cuming is all you know.
Nonsense is where you like 2 call home.
So do yourself a favour,
And moderate your behaviour.
Chucker,
Chucker,
Chucker,
Who asked you young fella. ...
#boredom
34 reads
3 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
8th May 2022 00:08am
8th May 2022 00:08am
brief dialogue
do you want to eat?
eventually
I mean do you want something now?
who doesn’t ..
eventually
I mean do you want something now?
who doesn’t ..
#boredom
56 reads
2 Comments
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
43 reads
0 Comments
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
2nd May 2022 7:08am
2nd May 2022 7:08am
"real life"
like one big video game, or casino; a game of chance, a game of "wits", a series of games to get bored with quick....the "goal" or "purpose" to come up "rich"
some really take this serious.... I tend to go to sleep on it; because it takes more than it gives, your time that is....
and don't forget, it's filled with plenty tricks & nits to pick; some people need someone to rip; for peace sakes man, just let me live....
a cycle of the same ol ish; where is the place to dip from this....
some really take this serious.... I tend to go to sleep on it; because it takes more than it gives, your time that is....
and don't forget, it's filled with plenty tricks & nits to pick; some people need someone to rip; for peace sakes man, just let me live....
a cycle of the same ol ish; where is the place to dip from this....
#MentalHealth
#humankind
#LifeCycle
#escape
#boredom
80 reads
Onceler123
Oncerler
Oncerler
Poem Published
28th Apr 2022 6:59am
28th Apr 2022 6:59am
The bitter, lazy, quitter
You know that feeling when your crying
And your face is red and hot
When showering is dreadful
But bathing in your sorrows is not.
When getting up is hard
But staying in bed is comfort
When you try to sleep at night
But insomnia won first
When you don’t brush your teeth
When living takes effort
And just thinking about cleaning your room makes your fucking head hurt
When you can’t feel anything
But you feel everything at once
When isolation is pleasure
And your used to putting fronts
When you...
And your face is red and hot
When showering is dreadful
But bathing in your sorrows is not.
When getting up is hard
But staying in bed is comfort
When you try to sleep at night
But insomnia won first
When you don’t brush your teeth
When living takes effort
And just thinking about cleaning your room makes your fucking head hurt
When you can’t feel anything
But you feel everything at once
When isolation is pleasure
And your used to putting fronts
When you...
#sadness
#depression
#shame
#despair
#boredom
72 reads
5 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
27th Apr 2022 3:34am
27th Apr 2022 3:34am
Brain Play
I know everything about something --
I researched it for hours;
took a deep dive into it
with hyperfocus powers.
I learned a million details
on my little study break,
completely unrelated
to the test I have to take.
I read a bunch of articles
and watched some videos.
My knowledge of the topic
is extensive now, I s’pose.
This rabbit hole of internet
was candy for my brain,
with dopamine aplenty
soothing math-inflicted pain.
I’m sure it will be useful
so you shouldn’t be upset;
I...
I researched it for hours;
took a deep dive into it
with hyperfocus powers.
I learned a million details
on my little study break,
completely unrelated
to the test I have to take.
I read a bunch of articles
and watched some videos.
My knowledge of the topic
is extensive now, I s’pose.
This rabbit hole of internet
was candy for my brain,
with dopamine aplenty
soothing math-inflicted pain.
I’m sure it will be useful
so you shouldn’t be upset;
I...
#funny
#boredom
#college #NaPoWriMo2022
#college #NaPoWriMo2022
62 reads
2 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
21st Apr 2022 5:01am
21st Apr 2022 5:01am
when boredom and meaning seem like a click away
I take "what this optical illusion
says about your personality" tests
when I'm bored
They mostly get me wrong
the fact I saw a flower doesn't
make me optimistic
and loving sour candy
doesn't make me an extravert
At best they mean
I enjoy the puzzle
of overly complicated pictures
like a multi-entendre for the eyes
at worst they show that
I'm willing to look for answers
in all the wrong places
under the guise of boredom
And if I'm honest
I'd say it's a little bit of both
I...
says about your personality" tests
when I'm bored
They mostly get me wrong
the fact I saw a flower doesn't
make me optimistic
and loving sour candy
doesn't make me an extravert
At best they mean
I enjoy the puzzle
of overly complicated pictures
like a multi-entendre for the eyes
at worst they show that
I'm willing to look for answers
in all the wrong places
under the guise of boredom
And if I'm honest
I'd say it's a little bit of both
I...
#identity
#myself
#SelfReflection #boredom
#SelfReflection #boredom
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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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Nicolassy
Poem Published
13th Apr 2022 10:45am
13th Apr 2022 10:45am
....And I Return to Nothingness
An insurmountable passage of time, in but an instant.
The blink of an eye weeps crystalline fragments of the past. Do I catch them and hold onto these fragile relics of what was?
Or will I let them fall and shatter into a million pieces, unable to recognize myself anymore as my distorted image reflects back through the pieces....
The blink of an eye weeps crystalline fragments of the past. Do I catch them and hold onto these fragile relics of what was?
Or will I let them fall and shatter into a million pieces, unable to recognize myself anymore as my distorted image reflects back through the pieces....
#regret
#loneliness
#emptiness
#boredom
#SelfWorth
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robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
5th Apr 2022 10:07pm
5th Apr 2022 10:07pm
Bored stiff
But it is a sunny day
Out there
Roaring with life to be
Enjoyed
Despite all the negativity
Still I am not content
Totally unable to find
Ingredients to make it sparkle
For all seems to be such a waste
From start to finish
Out there
Roaring with life to be
Enjoyed
Despite all the negativity
Still I am not content
Totally unable to find
Ingredients to make it sparkle
For all seems to be such a waste
From start to finish
#emptiness
#boredom
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4 Comments
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