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 really love;
instead of giving kisses
you would rather pinch or shove.

You are bored to tears;
your toys - worn out and old;
you...

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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 to tears, and would like to say
I wish that I could find the words or even write a play ...

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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 coke and ice in my big cup

Coke and chips are good to give me the strength
They are always here even...

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Some rich men are bored to tears 
with visiting racketeers.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014...

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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 you everything 
Who would ever have thought of all the trouble you’d bring 
You make me feel better than anything...

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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 will dine
Caw, caw the lookout calls to his mates to forewarn

As crows go down rows, gleaning the kernels
Dreaming their only...

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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 Hello or “Hi” if no one answers back
To say “I’m sorry” to the person you wronged
To stand on principles you’ve...

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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 
smell of early death, the aftermath of abused young men
who have only murder and agony as a leading light to...

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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 the Ult-right, cohesion provide,
And off we'd go on a bored-to-tears ride?...

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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 worsened by the labourers strife
That bred the supervisors inactivity
And souls bored to tears
Suddenly a moment beside the gentle presence of...

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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 carried on his back

uncounted thousands of the concrete bags
which shored the Minster up.  Six endless years
he toiled in tedium....

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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 life exactly as she
saw fit.
Ah, how ecstatic, not one second
of her life is counterfeit.
But rushes like wild waters wherever 
it...

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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 diplomacy.
Hence this social distance between us and Earth.

Suddenly the world is shut.
And we are the incarcerated *****sapiens
Of modern day...

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