Bored Poems - Poems about Bored

...Sammy’s parents wanted a baby. He thought it would be a good thing also until they got a baby. A wrinkled up old-man-looking screaming wailing baby. The one they got was a girl, they named it She......Read the rest...

... i miss the jetty on the west side how even the stillness moved me engineered to have the perfect distance from the pier used to drift out there with wooden lust and sta......Read the rest...

...Don’t get drawn into the battle that’s not yours, some people have issues, they’re soothing their sores, they trigger reactions when you should be bored, and off you go digging removing the floo......Read the rest...

...Hit me again this game is rigged tell that fat guy with the fat suitcase to bring my money back don’t you dare try to put my money to sleep again I’m awake my money is awakened as well ......Read the rest...

...The summer looms, with days to fill Since things are not routine. No school means extra time to kill; No rules to intervene. Yet structure helps to pass the time, So people won’t be bored And......Read the rest...

...* Note My dad passed away today, a little over seven months since my mom passed. After a thirty year estrangement my dad and I reconciled when mom died. I figured I'd write this today, while everythi......Read the rest...

...You sat infront of me in musics class. The teacher sat you there, you would never choose by urself to sit there. You definetly played with your pencils or maybe even did work, I don't know. Just t......Read the rest...

...I was frustrated at work about seven years ago. A painter, cartoonist, and scrabble player, where next would I go? I needed something new to do. Not sure where to start. Suddenly feeling bored wi......Read the rest...

...why you have to hate our youth age specifically our loving sisters you should know that we're born from these incredibles women that would heal why you need to be crucial why to be disho......Read the rest...

...Peter (my bf) and I are at Heraclee beach for the weekend. It’s a little sliver of heaven, about 11 miles south of Saint Tropez. It’s too early in the season to swim - being breezy and 72°f - but ......Read the rest...

...It’s cold as I’m waiting. Then it’s numb. Nothing is painful in here. It’s just… As I’m in the waiting room. I’m bored as I stare at smiling magazines. Then at the pamphlets that will never hel......Read the rest...

...I haven't the heart to tell her, and love takes many forms, so who am I to judge, and who would I be, if I ripped it away? so I'll wait, until she gets bored, or the box disintegrates. ......Read the rest...

...A sense of event never left my mind, I still believe there is a lot of magic in our world full of kind: ,,Who steers me?", was question that will always arrive. I fell my warm tears dripping dow......Read the rest...

...Rolling your eyes, the chair in your hand fronting me, pulling my backpack with both hands, eyebrow risen, movement of mine you quickly stepping aside holding the back of your backpack, the accid......Read the rest...

...With every wording of peak, the knife strokes my cheek, my mind is meek, every interaction comes off reek, the language I speak, prefers to hide then seek, ,,Mhm?'' ......Read the rest...