Boredom Poems - Poems about Boredom

...Beneath the everyday attire, the spirit falls ill, dormant, In the monotony that seems an eternity of silver smoke, contingent. Boredom weaves its fabric between walls of flesh, walking dead, Many......Read the rest...

... The ideal pair Eve with Adam, apple to share. ......Read the rest...

..."One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love. Sophocles, Greek Poet ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Tanked temps pools inky smears ere ......Read the rest...

...Quote:"In a world where thrushes sing and willow trees are golden in the spring, boredom should have been included among the seven deadly sins." Elizabeth Goudge In the depths of my soul, I striv......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The atmosphere was thick with souls whose identities were full of holes. The gathered outside my house filling in their blank spaces with anger, hatred, bo......Read the rest...

...Boredom deprives minds of power Brains without purpose may sour So shower a head With endorphins instead Via game apps played every hour......Read the rest...

...My solitude weaves the paths of the night that unfolds beneath my footsteps, And when my eyelashes fall heavy - a puppetry of worlds dims in their blindness. In the frown of my eyebrows, The Moon ......Read the rest...

...In the tangled web of my thoughts, you’re stuck, A plague that both torments and comforts. I've heard whispers of your newfound flame, Yet I ponder how long that flame will endure. For I know, li......Read the rest...

...these carnal desires will see me expire inseperately stained from this foul game of avoiding the smallest pricks of pain, growing rage for making me play with these machinations inside my bra......Read the rest...

...You might say, “I long to chase this path, As far as it can go, to witness, feel and join, The adventures of the wanderers. I want to mimic them, and do as they do. To dance as they dance and ......Read the rest...

...Who writes lovely poems extracting buried words from profound feelings, or even deft thoughts? Have mourners listened to an epitaph and cried? Have good mothers read a nursery rhyme to a chi......Read the rest...

...Suburban resident pretense, a bleak uniformity. I grew up among the repetitious homes, isolated alienated, I wandered the conformity, the endless square yards, the dull feckless syndrome. Repug......Read the rest...

...I'm ready to get rid of this despicable mood that others find cool; I find it extremely sad! Gee, I had enough of rain for days, too tired of holding on this umbrella under teary clouds of b......Read the rest...

... It's an agony that assails and assaults. It's a state of indecision that boggles the mind; It's a heart and soul that's off track and taken aback. It's a sleepy boredom fighting hard to stay a......Read the rest...

...A glass of water He got up late and thought of coffee, he had to drink it in black Forgot to buy milk yesterday because it was raining which is good news, hotels in the Algarve, tourists can s......Read the rest...