Best Noncommittal Poems

The world keeps spinning on,
but I wish it could go backward instead.
Who have I become, where have I gone?
I don't even know what goes on inside my own head.
I am not this person I have become,
I never was and thought I never would be.
This is...

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The Tender Weight of Her Sighs
by Michael R. Burch

The tender weight of her sighs
lies heavily upon my heart;
apart from her, full of doubt,
without her presence to revolve around,
found wanting direction or course,
cursed with the thought of her grief,
believing true love is a myth,
with hope as...

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He doesn't fit in with a, e, i, o, and u.

He's more flexible, and exceptional, too.

He's the other guy,

the "sometimes" y.

He's not quite sure who he wants to be.

He's noncommittal, but very friendly.

He's a consonant, and yet, a vowel,

a monogrammic stich in a bath towel.

He's...

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Breath

I breath deeply and hold,
this isn’t so hard, 
it’s relative ease making me bold.

Slightly harder now,
 pulse pounding in my head,
sweat rolling down my brow.

I could really use some air,
 this isn’t a good idea,
I fall into my chair.

My lungs pleading for help,
my urge to...

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"Iffin I woulda, iffin ONLY I coulda, WELL
some think I shoulda, that I misunderstooda
cause my brains made of wooda!" said Pinocchio.
"A toy's life's sublime without thought of  rhyme 
we dances ta  chimes , we've plenty of  time 
an alway in our ...

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'Twas like imagery or perhaps deja'vu
air quotations or a hallucination,
naught tangible to the naked eye
but an echoing of whirlwinds,
mere beginning of an expansion
tucked aside noncommittal whispers
reverberating discorporate shadows
on dividers of processing graphics,
rough drafts' emphatic intimation
of intrusively summoned reckonings
referencing old featured impressions,
mid-escape concentrated faculties'
unfocused low-density frequencies,
betwixt...

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I haven't got what it takes to quit
'just play my hand n' get on with it
some might pray or say it's written in the stars
Holding up answers with exclamation marks
        toss an easy catch, all passions are released!
...

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Over time my heart has become brittle
verge of breaking, feelings immutable,
once loving now your cold noncommittal 
knowing my actions were unsuitable,

your absence has left my whole world bereft 
in my life no one more formidable,
stealing my heart sure was an act of theft 
my love...

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A goddess of sagacious ways in tenderness of spontaneous amore,
Hauntingly beautiful is her form as you see her, such allure.
Her colorful tattoo, which adorns her face, delivers her peaceful demure,
Ambiguous to another female, she engages men that humbly adore.
Fantasia, her name, unimaginable transformations she could...

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Rather than the light of the day
why does the owl soar in the darkened night sky?

Does the owl soar in the darkened night sky 
avoiding dazzling daylight because it’s painful 
to watch the terribly misshapen humans 
creeping on the earth to find their place?

Or because...

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The Dream Repeats


Since I was a small child, the dream repeats,
Working, running, always trying to get
somewhere, do something, see someone.
The situation always different and yet
the theme always the same..FRUSTRATION!
And why, I asked my friendly therapist,
Am I always in such a frantic state?
Why can't I dream...

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Came, Sprawled couch,
 
His voice getting softer and softer
 
Slim
   Prayer,
Cheap sloping gimmick of N|Nature,
Madly 
Reaching
   Grabbing last splash
         of
Downed B|Banjo Bourbon… 
 
Mysterious radio Volume,
 
To Compromised bouncing,
 
As Middle of the...

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DARKNESS GROWS IN THE GARDEN OF PLEASANTRIES 

Meandering through the garden of pleasantries,
did you sense, the breathless pant of trees,
or hear, the violin seduction, of Cupid’s sentries,
or pierce the eyes, the blossom spread of luxuries?

Do tell of sandals, chains and locks lost in shrubberies!

O turtle...

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Came, Sprawled couch,
 
His voice getting softer and softer
 
Slim
   Prayer,
Cheap sloping gimmick of N|Nature,
Madly 
Reaching
   Grabbing last splash
         of
Downed B|Banjo Bourbon… 
 
Mysterious radio Volume,
 
To Compromised bouncing,
 
As Middle of the...

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All in lies
and to hope betrayed
this human prayer
in requests of faith
holds the precipice to its heart

All divest by such noncommittal love
all broken by the dreamings of
but to its feet lays petition
for the signatures of psychopaths

All becomes contrary to the heart
endorsement beneath threat
to stand alone
with all...

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