Drudgery Poems - Poems about Drudgery

I have lived on the side for so long A life full of drudgery and misery A victim of unfortunate birth To a lowly stock of humanity And to that soulless contraption of a fatherland Destined to scrape along On my daily shamed trajectory Of the wretched of the earth Living a good life has always been...

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Bumbled bumble bumble bee flew from bloom to bloom, busy-busy-a-buzzing-buzzy-busy Heard by flowers from here to there, a-mumbling to himself... saying… no-not-right, no-not-this-one, no-no-not-good. Until finally touching down on daisy's yellow landing pad for the gathering of his day ...

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One of them I managed to avoid this existence For quite some time I alleviated freedom from the Comeuppance no one cared to explain I placed my soul into the Bosom of filth and grind All for the fulfillment of Those who care not All for the preservation of All that cannot Yet this rote-flavored chivalry Confounds all light that Dares to pierce the shaven meadow Blankets warm from...

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Have you ever come to the end of the day, and can run the clock back play by play, and can add it up that supposedly it was the day it was suppose to be, but somehow it seems that no time has gone like a broken record playing on and on, and you think back through all the things...

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Drudgery Monday I’m groggy Want to stay in my bed Tuesday’s a bit better But wish I were dead Wednesday is hump day I don’t care one single bit Thursday’s pre-Friday And I’m ready to quit Friday drags on I need a few beers Saturday’s cheerful No need to shed tears Sunday’s much needed Off early to bed ‘Twas a long week There’s another ahead... ~J.D. Cromwell...

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A little too much of my time I must say Is taken up with the druge of the day The cleaning, the cookin, the beating the mat All of the ironing and washing the cat How boring, how tedious, when will it end I try to sit down but get up again Oh when, oh when will this drudgery end? Oh there's...

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