Boring Poems - Poems about Boring

Buy orange juice. It’s on the list. There’s nothing like it. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing at all. Buy milk. There’s two percent. Whole milk. Doesn’t fill the void. Doesn’t make me less depressed. Skim milk. Is disappointing and watery. I wish I could figure out what’s making me depressed. Buy bread, and coffee. Buy new clothes, but...

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This world is round, but it's getting very boring. Many people swear, kill and skin people saying it's flat... Now that's boring!...

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Boring dance Will you remember .... 1 how has been I hold your waist swing like a Life without water. Myself...... 2 you better know. That I am alone......... 3 with you. You are so ........ 4 loveable candy to fight with my love bites. I am alone......5 who says my poetry is with me. But I am not...........

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Everything is best When you're in the family Nothing too boring....

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You have time still, to escape with your essentials. I only know one spider. It will crawl to you slowly, as a million-dollar snail might. He has made an apartment where the ceiling and wall meld like oceans. His place is lousy with cross-hatched whites, with a fine sheer finish that glows in the sunlight. At present, he is resting in a sunbeam atop...

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"Be not careless in deeds, nor confused in words, nor rambling in thoughts." (Marcus Aurelius) In certain moments, less is more. It's regarded as a cliche, but when you think hard about it, it is true in many cases. I'm not thinking in terms of wealth- in certain moments, less is more. Imagine a boring topic, now someone rambles on about- tax refunds,...

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I brush my teeth. I wash my face. I sit, with my pen and paper. My eyebrows furrow, I bite my lips, I should feel refreshed… I got up early for this. Instead, I feel embarrassed. When I’m lonely, my writing is tense. When I’m lonely, I scribble and tear the pages out, gently. I got up early to write today. I could have...

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sometimes i sit and wonder are you blind or are you plainly just a beautiful person with all my flaws and imperfections you love me unconditionally my mind sometimes needs an explanation from the heart to elucidate how someone can be loved so effortlessly the heart finds itself choked up sometimes there failing to find the words every second i am with you...

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The most boring job in the world is having to watch someone enjoy his life and enrich his potentials every night and everyday and you have no choice but to stay bitter and conjure a gibberish lie June 15, 2023...

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What to do, On a boring day?, How to have something to do, To keep the sadness away, I got out of my bed, As I opened the window There is only red, Sun shining as if he was a king , Sounds of a cold wind from the forest, Same chirping birds in their nest, But It happen, Every 365 days, As if our funny...

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What are my frozen states of contemplation Perhaps nothing different than others Who scroll social media endlessly Should I look for wisdom I could analyse the sound bites of friends Who 'need' to stay busy for their sanity Contrasted with that idea My percolated thinking modes Aren't something I run from More a regular call of 'what is this life' Into a cave I've assigned...

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Trump boring and bland even though we did demand will not take the stand...

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Feeding a child with what he knows already ! Hasn't this been in many good schools steady? A child finds it fine acting unconcernedly, Teacher is sure it's time to be unfriendly, The child soon humming tunes or shuffling his feet Wanting to another chap in mischief beat... All these right under a teacher's sorry nose With his bulging...

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Eminem dissed Will Smith, no slap there, Chris Rock did it, Will went spare The Golden Globes returns to air, just like each year we don’t care. Harry’s crying, ginger spare, William the third, got no hair Idaho murders, psycho glare climate change, heated air Striking workforce everywhere underpaid now that’s unfair The Queen the Pope...

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Ever heard of a creep name'a bully gates? The real snake eyed misb-egotton rake Of death he quotes; and compiles notes To paroxsyms erotic does his being shake? Croons dead flat, pennys left; its eyes he'll take Sickness he offers, and its spores with glee He's not out to stop! any spread do see.' He's pushing those drugs, some out of date.' He...

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