Clueless Poems - Poems about Clueless

Herbert Butros Khaury liked to play the ukelele he always acted clueless in falsetto gave us Tiptoe Through the Tulips ...

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He walked the streets with charm, a handsome man so fair. But unaware of his own beauty, lost in his own despair. His heart yearned for love, a love he's never known. Searching in every face, in every smile, in every tone. The mirror showed a face, a face so undefined. A face that held the key,...

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My feet are too comfortable on this dirt path. A path that goes through so many landmarks. I see all forms of passion, pleasure, and joy. I greet the locals and stay at the inns. I sleep in their motels and forget about myself, and dream that I've lived here all along. But I leave. Maybe my travel funds ran...

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He is a silly man without a clue that musky roses in red give me flu I told him once and then twice all in vain…again thrice now I'm sneezing…stuck in his fancy glue...

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Their clueless inane fangs of reed Strive to bite what's made of steel; Deriding the stronger sinew of virtue They cling onto feeble foibles untrue. To headache more reasonable head Is the very principal aim they're bred... These pithy bothersome numbskulls Coined with dimmest grasp that lulls. ...

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Clueless Boy When I met her, I was a clueless boy But she didn't wait for me to mature She saw my innocence for weakness And my lack of money , a curse She never thought this boy will grow She ran away with other lovers Because in her eyes I was a clueless boy She didn't mind what it did to my...

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Clueless Its they're typical life, Judging a child's side, Corrupting our minds, Without knowing our real lives. They keep you an eye, Watching like you're a fly, As you fake your smile, Just to qualify. They will act like, Its they're bodies, and not somebodies. Making sure that you're a copy of an ideal body, How can we be called...

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I took a chance on you - even though it went against my black heart I didn't realize it'd be rocky like this from the very start I didn't know what I'd be getting into - I truly didn't care I didn't realize until way later my actions would be getting into an electric chair The many, many masks...

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Millennial play ground stool Cyber tooth tiger tech brain drain the A I’s have us. (Note: For some reason unknown to me special characters are not allowed in the title box, although it say differently.)...

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You ain’t got no brains or sense combined with inexperience, all you are is somewhat dense lacking all significance. You don’t see the world around you always stuck in your own head, missing clear points in your view to lies so bad you sound brain dead. Taking credit that’s undeserved away from those who do...

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Meet vain, clueless Vaughn, introvert he offers a drink, he's alert. Bold Brenda comes on with kisses for Vaughn; wine spills on his brand-new white shirt. He grabs for a towel in a sec and sopping, finds arms ‘round his neck. What’s next? more or less, ...

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Omicron He has arrived to eat the ignorant a few cells mutate more intelligence than the masses who murder their neighbors since when have truck drivers become virologists?...

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Just a few days ago Someone - I didn't know him that well, I sort of considered him to be an extension of my family, like an uncle, or maybe an older cousin - cryptically told me that there was a special day coming up next week. I was clueless as to what he was talking about. A party? Someone getting engaged, or...

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It grieves me to know you're gone, We didn't have enough time. We can't have another dawn, Your leaving feels like a crime. I hate that fate took you away, I'm glad I had you in my life. I long for you each new day, I was blessed to be your wife. You left, my heart shattered, There is no me without...

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we have been together since we were teens Fifty or sixty or seventy years Who remembers how to count? At least he does not chase you around the house Says our granddaughter who obviously has no clue He is actually still chasing me around the bed...

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