Dullness Poems - Poems about Dullness

...I speak my thoughts...you do not hear. I reach to touch...you are not near. I matter not to you, nor to any other. I am invisible...you do not see me. I have no face; I have no substance. I try to......Read the rest...

...“Dawn and resurrection are synonymous. The appearance of light is the same as the survival of the soul” Victor Hugo Easter ......Read the rest...

...Unlikely noisy and vibrant mornings everything was serene, celestial and calm, so ideal for a spring's afternoon psalm... when there should have been mourning sounds! Sunrise had more brillianc......Read the rest...

...I see no more dancing, I hear no more songs, The neighbors are now quiet and the lights are all gone. There are no soul in the streets, no sound nightlong, Now that dullness begins to set ......Read the rest...

...We disagree I want to breathe people Feel a timeless, immortal pulse My solitude is anonymous observation Strolling in unnoticed contemplation through worlds stacked upon worlds The Flâneuse My......Read the rest...

...The Pods - Chilling Scifi Poetry Fear, you are weightier than gravity in pulling the stomach to the ground. Rotors slowed and sound waned as the helicopter sided, meeting the concrete in a ......Read the rest...

...The hardest thing about someone you love leaving you, it’s not just about missing their company. It’s about a routine that became something you both did, no longer being with them. It’s about the......Read the rest...

... December 03, 2023 ___________________________________________ Dissipating drowsiness In the elmwood of the mind Eras and realities collide Having body crawl In the gl......Read the rest...

...The candle burns, wax nostalgic, flickering moments past, illuminating traces of a once beaten path. Memories, light now fading receding shades of black, grasping for the straws, raking fee......Read the rest...

...auburn, golden crunching leaves - orchestra ears adore much cinnamon fine breeze sweeping away dullness - beginnings await eagerly hearts desiring to breathe afresh - rustle, roll, regal, revival......Read the rest...

...If heartbreak were the canvas I was painting upon then you were my muse, and my hearts bleeding was the paint that was used There was more than enough blood and tears to create an award-winning port......Read the rest...

...I can't quite remember how I got here It apprehends my vision, apprehends my senses my hiding places are very well hidden and there's no way to stay this maddening day from my vision. All the ......Read the rest...

...A fetid fruit of tedious listless life Ye seldom troubled at the dawn of time, But under today’s skies ye prevail rife And plague many poor souls in pink of prime. If thy hoary hist’ry offer......Read the rest...

...Failing once, twice or more should be called trying Because it takes a few times to wholly grip a lesson depending On the individuals and their experiences Part of living is to grasp all types of ......Read the rest...

...there is no fire in the lavender skies of February it is as if all that exists with warmth, light and desire has fled to the future it is here that the white swans muse and ponder slowly stirring......Read the rest...