Exhausted Poems - Poems about Exhausted

I told you long ago that this land called "Romania" has exhausted its sources of blood and dreams. For 35 years, we've been walking the thin line of memories, on the debts left by those shaped under Ceau?escu, but they are slowly retreating to the quiet pensions and to the Cold Park of fleeting shadows. Those who follow...

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i am a house with the doors left open for too long. too many footsteps have walked in dragging their storms with them. i do not know how to tell them i have no space left to shelter their rain. i try to listen, to nod, to stay— but the ceiling is cracking. i can’t hold up another storm. so maybe this time, i will lock...

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I've put the foil on my bedroom doorknob and fastened rubber bands across the latch. I've mixed Coca Cola with toothpaste and vaseline then poured the rest of the coke in the toilet. I've drunk warm water and a shot of olive oil. I'm tired; the bananas will have to wait til morning. ...

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My neighbor has a new boyfriend most every night he arrives in his little black sports car to pick up his glittery prize. His little black sports car has a big exhaust pipe... that wakes me up most every night. Sometimes he parks his little black sports car in front of my mailbox- He's pretty buff and has a mean little face and...

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Sheila cleaned the microwave And one kitchen counter and the stove top There are ninety-three empty boxes in the corner. She congratulated herself on what she had done And then took a nap Living in a mess is exhausting This is her third nap today Tomorrow she plans to empty the dishwasher....

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might burnout could crashout just kinda tired not really feelin’ wired just a little annoying bug it’s strange, just shrug both of us are could add more nevermind, there’s nothing left to write wouldn’t like you if i didn’t love you no, seriously just stop shut up leave me alone i'm pretty down bad aren’t i? ...

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Im warn out, and so exhausted,i am trying to just push through, some days I don’t know, if I can even get through, my head is just spinning with all that’s on my mind, I don’t even know if I can get outta bed at times. I put on a brave face and smile...

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the moon hangs its head exhausted by a part-time job protecting nature...

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Knocking on my door I already told them I don't like them Just leave me alone It's hard to get these thoughts to go Because they made my head their home ...

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So much effort goes into feeling well...Man, I’m exhausted! There’s nausea from supplements, the squeak and throb, Just One More Rep!~ exercising… Man, I’m exhausted! As much effort going into relaxation – rush to get things done (always a...

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Exhausted by my daily heap... The trail lies angst beneath my feet. The rocks erose... with jagged edge... I stand upon a mountain ledge. To peer upon a land aglow Where fires burn sweet dreams below. How did we... who stood with time Come to ferret such a crime? My ignorance was sadly placed As I was one... who walked in Grace. So here I...

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"Finding fault is for those with tired minds." Rumi exhausted gnarled oak lets go.... winter arrives ...

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I am tired of politics On the left the ideas are always right And on the right there is no humanity left No one ever changes their side for a middleway I am tired of God He is all knowing he is life His plan always ends in death, black swan events Raging narcissist , good or bad...

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Hatred is a sort of colonisation It governs the heart Like colonisation governs a colony Where freedom is restricted Love exhausted Hegemony impudent And the mind becomes a slave Chronically angry and frustrated And so a spiritual release is needed Maybe through a religion Or a blessing from God...

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When I am exhausted but not yet ready for bed I flip myself upside down letting blood come to my head Inverting myself like a moth, or a bat Ideas come quickly, all succinct and pat. When I am tired, I know what to do. I hang from a limb after I take off a shoe. The blood comes to my...

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