Clichés Poems - Poems about Clichés

.... No Way Out A genie in the bottle to grant my wishes— I’m drifting, looking for the red exit sign. My desire for freedom waning like the moon reflected in hues of blue on ......

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...There are many who might say, “It’s no big deal.” Or argue that it’s just what I deserve. But I’ve tried to come to grips with what I feel In my attempt to break out of that curve. There are less......

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...In two days I'll be turning twenty nine. All that makes me feel, is greatful. The older I've gotten, and with each year . Birthdays, with their typical clichés are no longer as important. Don't get ......

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...as the rosemary rain soaks pensive petals, leaving an aroma of lovers’ betrayal the succulent scent of his petrichor skin caresses the midnight crevices of this meticulous mi......

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...In a world burning under the weight of its own infernality, Empty words destroy suffering like a lost art. Those who write only for applause and hollow idols birth dead phrases, Devoid of pulse an......

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...In the silence of the evening, when thoughts intertwine in unseen whispers, I seek a path that leads beyond the narrow boundaries of society, Where I can see how human potential is stifled or flour......

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...Fog unravels its gray threads to smother the sky and numb the mind, words slip away to find other mouths to fall from. Wallowing in a low funk, enveloped by a dull dislike of these sprawling ......

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...I am the unseen, resting amongst invisible butterflies, waning amidst wildflower wishes~ facing watercolor breezes, drifting between the sun and the sea, where the wind collaborates with the ......

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...You shouldn’t ‘ve said that, bite your tongue You said I look old, but you know I’m still young If ever a wiz a wiz there is ?? I’ll bite my tongue and feel its fizz You said I look fat, or somet......

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...In three hundred, I pulled without fear, From my dentition, a grin quite sincere Clichés serve as my balm, In the chaos, my psalms Yet to some; I might seem quite unclear, With words throbbing......

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...it's autumn where have, all the butterflies have flown; fall is here crisp cool- ~ is the air where have all the butterflies flown, gone in falls crisp cool aire......

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...* The truth is not always beautiful or beautiful words from sugared lips, the truth. The Trojan Horse delivered to the door, comes in disguise. Sturdy in desi......

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...The old poets haunt me they taunt me from the shadows following every keystroke I type - they’re critical of phrases, they demand narrower themes and mock the very clichés they invented. I re......

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... Let people be—the world shrinks with internet access, genuine connection is rare. none of us is who we claim we walk, talk, write mostly in clichés with breathtaking phrases we p......

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...O' cloned creations, mirroring deceptive diction scattered in liquified letters, across android canvases, here comes the plague of fabricated foolery, spiraling in figments of black and wh......

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