Poems About Boredom Published by Members Recently Online
#boredom
Poems about boredom published by members recently online.
YOU ARE BABBLING
You are babbling,
as I'm grappling
with your body
on top of me,
Occupying
all the timing.
that you'd swore would
spend in lonehood.
Why be lonely
in walls homely,
when I could bring
some livening?
My attraction
proved distraction,
thus hijacking
your relaxing. ...
as I'm grappling
with your body
on top of me,
Occupying
all the timing.
that you'd swore would
spend in lonehood.
Why be lonely
in walls homely,
when I could bring
some livening?
My attraction
proved distraction,
thus hijacking
your relaxing. ...
#sex
#rhyming
#boredom #orgasm
#boredom #orgasm
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YOU ARE BABBLING
You are babbling,
as I'm grappling
with your body
on top of me,
Occupying
all the timing.
that you'd swore would
spend in lonehood.
Why be lonely
in walls homely,
when I could bring
some livening?
My attraction
proved distraction,
thus hijacking
your relaxing. ...
as I'm grappling
with your body
on top of me,
Occupying
all the timing.
that you'd swore would
spend in lonehood.
Why be lonely
in walls homely,
when I could bring
some livening?
My attraction
proved distraction,
thus hijacking
your relaxing. ...
#sex
#rhyming
#boredom #orgasm
#boredom #orgasm
520 reads
11 Comments
YOU ARE BABBLING
You are babbling,
as I'm grappling
with your body
on top of me,
Occupying
all the timing.
that you'd swore would
spend in lonehood.
Why be lonely
in walls homely,
when I could bring
some livening?
My attraction
proved distraction,
thus hijacking
your relaxing. ...
as I'm grappling
with your body
on top of me,
Occupying
all the timing.
that you'd swore would
spend in lonehood.
Why be lonely
in walls homely,
when I could bring
some livening?
My attraction
proved distraction,
thus hijacking
your relaxing. ...
#sex
#rhyming
#boredom #orgasm
#boredom #orgasm
520 reads
11 Comments
Suicide Train
Glued to soft and fine grass,
View of the sky like fine glass,
Greenery whispering without doubt,
A plan to suck my soul out.
Days and nights passed,
Sun became cold and harsh,
Grass with hay’s complexion,
Treated He with bitter compassion.
Soft touch of the wind,
Swifting over my skin,
Grass became stickier,
Deceit became comfier.
Boredom knocked on my head,
Welcomed an old friend,
Bantered about the sun,
Fatigued with its sweet burn.
Excitement knocked on my nerves,
Welcomed with joy...
View of the sky like fine glass,
Greenery whispering without doubt,
A plan to suck my soul out.
Days and nights passed,
Sun became cold and harsh,
Grass with hay’s complexion,
Treated He with bitter compassion.
Soft touch of the wind,
Swifting over my skin,
Grass became stickier,
Deceit became comfier.
Boredom knocked on my head,
Welcomed an old friend,
Bantered about the sun,
Fatigued with its sweet burn.
Excitement knocked on my nerves,
Welcomed with joy...
#bittersweet
#boredom
#confusion #loneliness
#confusion #loneliness
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Suicide Train
Glued to soft and fine grass,
View of the sky like fine glass,
Greenery whispering without doubt,
A plan to suck my soul out.
Days and nights passed,
Sun became cold and harsh,
Grass with hay’s complexion,
Treated He with bitter compassion.
Soft touch of the wind,
Swifting over my skin,
Grass became stickier,
Deceit became comfier.
Boredom knocked on my head,
Welcomed an old friend,
Bantered about the sun,
Fatigued with its sweet burn.
Excitement knocked on my nerves,
Welcomed with joy...
View of the sky like fine glass,
Greenery whispering without doubt,
A plan to suck my soul out.
Days and nights passed,
Sun became cold and harsh,
Grass with hay’s complexion,
Treated He with bitter compassion.
Soft touch of the wind,
Swifting over my skin,
Grass became stickier,
Deceit became comfier.
Boredom knocked on my head,
Welcomed an old friend,
Bantered about the sun,
Fatigued with its sweet burn.
Excitement knocked on my nerves,
Welcomed with joy...
#bittersweet
#boredom
#confusion #loneliness
#confusion #loneliness
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Suicide Train
Glued to soft and fine grass,
View of the sky like fine glass,
Greenery whispering without doubt,
A plan to suck my soul out.
Days and nights passed,
Sun became cold and harsh,
Grass with hay’s complexion,
Treated He with bitter compassion.
Soft touch of the wind,
Swifting over my skin,
Grass became stickier,
Deceit became comfier.
Boredom knocked on my head,
Welcomed an old friend,
Bantered about the sun,
Fatigued with its sweet burn.
Excitement knocked on my nerves,
Welcomed with joy...
View of the sky like fine glass,
Greenery whispering without doubt,
A plan to suck my soul out.
Days and nights passed,
Sun became cold and harsh,
Grass with hay’s complexion,
Treated He with bitter compassion.
Soft touch of the wind,
Swifting over my skin,
Grass became stickier,
Deceit became comfier.
Boredom knocked on my head,
Welcomed an old friend,
Bantered about the sun,
Fatigued with its sweet burn.
Excitement knocked on my nerves,
Welcomed with joy...
#bittersweet
#boredom
#confusion #loneliness
#confusion #loneliness
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Suicide Train
Glued to soft and fine grass,
View of the sky like fine glass,
Greenery whispering without doubt,
A plan to suck my soul out.
Days and nights passed,
Sun became cold and harsh,
Grass with hay’s complexion,
Treated He with bitter compassion.
Soft touch of the wind,
Swifting over my skin,
Grass became stickier,
Deceit became comfier.
Boredom knocked on my head,
Welcomed an old friend,
Bantered about the sun,
Fatigued with its sweet burn.
Excitement knocked on my nerves,
Welcomed with joy...
View of the sky like fine glass,
Greenery whispering without doubt,
A plan to suck my soul out.
Days and nights passed,
Sun became cold and harsh,
Grass with hay’s complexion,
Treated He with bitter compassion.
Soft touch of the wind,
Swifting over my skin,
Grass became stickier,
Deceit became comfier.
Boredom knocked on my head,
Welcomed an old friend,
Bantered about the sun,
Fatigued with its sweet burn.
Excitement knocked on my nerves,
Welcomed with joy...
#bittersweet
#boredom
#confusion #loneliness
#confusion #loneliness
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The Cult of the Two Feet
You stand now, knees trembling on the path of a precipice, the truth is, it is only your two feet who have ever kept you there, it is only your two feet that will ever keep you from slipping, stride on friend, keep your balance right…
#boredom
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No time for love Dr. Jones
Teeth grinding
have to unclench the jaw
Shhhhh…
if you don’t mind
I’m trying to coalesce into a unified flaw
Refreezing
after the last big thaw
putting a hex on Apollo
for all his empty promises
of a sun filled tomorrow
Poseidon can keep the seas
I’ll keep my ocean in a bucket
I don’t need a trident
to stir the pot
and I’m not
in the mood
to be in the middle
of middle America
with nothing but time
to puzzle out
how this puzzle
puzzles together
I don’t know man...
have to unclench the jaw
Shhhhh…
if you don’t mind
I’m trying to coalesce into a unified flaw
Refreezing
after the last big thaw
putting a hex on Apollo
for all his empty promises
of a sun filled tomorrow
Poseidon can keep the seas
I’ll keep my ocean in a bucket
I don’t need a trident
to stir the pot
and I’m not
in the mood
to be in the middle
of middle America
with nothing but time
to puzzle out
how this puzzle
puzzles together
I don’t know man...
#boredom
609 reads
Recycled
Regurgitated drivel not so cleverly disguised in rearranged formats, different words-
same meaning.
Love, Loss, Loneliness, Repeat.
Establishment has its drawbacks. There is nothing new to lament, or rejoice. It’s all been done.
admiration, adoration, atonement. redemption.
I’m
bored.
same meaning.
Love, Loss, Loneliness, Repeat.
Establishment has its drawbacks. There is nothing new to lament, or rejoice. It’s all been done.
admiration, adoration, atonement. redemption.
I’m
bored.
#WritingPoetry
#apathy
#boredom
926 reads
38 Comments
Recycled
Regurgitated drivel not so cleverly disguised in rearranged formats, different words-
same meaning.
Love, Loss, Loneliness, Repeat.
Establishment has its drawbacks. There is nothing new to lament, or rejoice. It’s all been done.
admiration, adoration, atonement. redemption.
I’m
bored.
same meaning.
Love, Loss, Loneliness, Repeat.
Establishment has its drawbacks. There is nothing new to lament, or rejoice. It’s all been done.
admiration, adoration, atonement. redemption.
I’m
bored.
#WritingPoetry
#apathy
#boredom
926 reads
38 Comments
Recycled
Regurgitated drivel not so cleverly disguised in rearranged formats, different words-
same meaning.
Love, Loss, Loneliness, Repeat.
Establishment has its drawbacks. There is nothing new to lament, or rejoice. It’s all been done.
admiration, adoration, atonement. redemption.
I’m
bored.
same meaning.
Love, Loss, Loneliness, Repeat.
Establishment has its drawbacks. There is nothing new to lament, or rejoice. It’s all been done.
admiration, adoration, atonement. redemption.
I’m
bored.
#WritingPoetry
#apathy
#boredom
926 reads
38 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Boredom Published by Members Recently Online