Best Bored To Tears Poems

Grouchy is a grubby feeling,
with the nasty taste of blah;
makes you out of sorts with living,
the opposite of hurrah.

You don’t like anything 
you used to...

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Why is it that when, you want to write a verse
that your mind is really blank, you're thinking with a curse
I'm really bored, yes bored...

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Head hanging off couch waiting to be fed
Things take on new perspective looking up
'Twas noon bored to tears just lying in bed
Had to have some...

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Some rich men are bored to tears 
with visiting racketeers.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014...

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In the spring, the crows sit in the tall pines
Capitalizing on the field of newly planted corn.
Farmer dreams of corn on the cob which he...

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Alcoholsim...The Silent Killer 

When I have a problem...you are always there
I don’t have to wait...you always care 
I can cry into the bottle and tell...

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It’s a good thing, I am convinced …
To smile when everyone else is frowning
To hold your head up even when you don’t feel well
To say...

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Syria
In the ugly streets of Homs I lied on my back snipers´ fire hit
 walls and filled my nose with cement dust and the horrid...

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A moment in the island of activity and solitude
Where you have no choice but to stay a time
And then go back home and back again
Now...

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Is commerce really society’s glue?
Or is that the job of the artists true?
Were we to lose all creators of art,
Might our civilization fall apart?
Or might...

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He worked alone in cold, intensely black
peat water.  Had to feel his way.  Laid down
one hundred thousand concrete blocks, around
a million bricks, and...

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She never wanted to conform,
Bored to tears with the norm.
What does "don't say that" mean?
When so self-willed, she was, in
her universe, a queen.
She lived her...

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The affair of wee mortals
With our planet has gone awry again;
Crabby like the acrid taste of long kept palm wine.
We mask our depredation with mendacious...

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