Poems About Boredom Seeking Honest Critique
#boredom
Poems about boredom seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 1:41am
1st Feb 2025 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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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 3:19am
31st Jan 2025 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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Nil
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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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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Nil
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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15 Comments
poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 1:58am
17th Jan 2025 1:58am
What was I made for?
What was I made for?
I was made to be God's poet
Every day
Writing some poetry
With my poems
I hope to send
I message to the world
That is in trouble
I hope the God's people
Gets my message
That I am trying so hard
To send to them
I seem so many poverty in
The streets of Toronto
The poor people
During the summer
Sleeps in the street of Toronto
Also they are always starving
Because nobody else feeds than
Besides me and God
We can't afford to let the poor starve
So we feed the poor every...
I was made to be God's poet
Every day
Writing some poetry
With my poems
I hope to send
I message to the world
That is in trouble
I hope the God's people
Gets my message
That I am trying so hard
To send to them
I seem so many poverty in
The streets of Toronto
The poor people
During the summer
Sleeps in the street of Toronto
Also they are always starving
Because nobody else feeds than
Besides me and God
We can't afford to let the poor starve
So we feed the poor every...
#anxiety
#boredom
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 6:55pm
13th Jan 2025 6:55pm
Boredom Prevails
#boredom
#dirty
#funny
#rhyming
#ThrillSeeking
76 reads
10 Comments
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
90 reads
14 Comments
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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