Fruitless Poems - Poems about Fruitless

Fed up with tasteless pastries from the high street baker, I planned to take a stall in the market And provide my tried and tested range of pies. But, though well meant, when I saw the rent, It was far too high. My plan was just pie in the sky ...

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(TW Infertility) My body is built to bear children. I must stop comparing my body to those of women who are simply built.... differently than I am. My stretch marks are an atlas of the paths I've walked. From adolescence to womanhood, I have a story. My body tells, my story. I'm coming to accept that I will simply...

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Ten years spun into ballooning wear Keep slipping through tighter fingers, Fresh year's tries in futility repair Adamant dents of wasting days. Naive New Year's Eves pop in and go In swift succession of dying dreams, Most astute labors bootless bow; Giving up more rewarding seems. No tiny stone now unturned remains, Yet progress-freezing agues fetid ail; Stinging...

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Loyalty brings even the fortified few to falter somnambulantly in succession As if tranced to commit, their convictions are true yet skewed The blind emotional outburst of bigotry and cynicism conveyed Is but a microcosm of what pain these individuals likely feel Something of an atrocity to be used and told when to kneel Although the accused has seen...

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Your leaves are fruitless I hold the root Your efforts, useless I taste the fruit Your bulb is dim I know the source Your fish won’t swim Without your force I pass as mute To save your face This whole dispute A sad disgrace...

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"FRUITLESS DEVOTION" until she leaves her mother, she can't love me. until she leaves her brother, she can't love me. until she leaves her sister, she can't love me. until she leaves her friend, she can't love me. until she leaves the need for depraved sex, she can't love me. until she leaves the need for attention, she can't love me. until she leaves...

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to fruitless meandering love you ask me why and i told you now you cry at what is true what we wanted is now in tow where it’s going neither of us know now we moor ourselves in agony and despair while all around us love’s blooming everywhere seeds of doubt refuse to comply new harbors await us let’s just kiss goodbye and end this useless fuss...

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Lock up tight Don't dare relent They'll take delight To see you bent Paint your face Dry your tears Show only grace To all your peers Mask your scars Distort their view Don't move these bars They shelter you If someone sees Your blood is red You'll become a disease On a viral thread Trace your steps Leave a trail A tainted rep Won't bond or bail If you drink Do so alone Otherwise you'll sink Sticks and...

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What could have been, Is a fruitless lament. Because what one has, Is a daily birthday present. Life is short, One hundred at best, So greet each day, As if you are nature’s guest. Life and loves come, Then they are gone. Life’s felicity, Is in the love we are fortunate to spawn....

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My breath was the first to go Stolen by the thieves that have attempted to steal so many others' The thieves that have tempted the honor of the most noble defenders Stolen from me with no preparation and accompanied by immediate deprivation As a white daisy deprives the soil from which it thrives. After, my body It seems to simply...

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Right before my eyes it has begun to wither. The trust is rotten....

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Our lamb has finally flashed his mane. Crashing through the Bush into the Armageddon plane. Tail twitching slashing fangs. He's going to liberate a people shrouded in our blood. Clean up those weapons of mass destruction. Make an oasis out of glass oasis theology. That open palm has turned into a fist...on a dime...on a dollar. Over the top of a barrel of...

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retched, a stomach twisting curdle sour, the bile that rises from malcontent tearful, yet, tears are futile, a waste of water understanding seems never to come or come too late all one can do is suck it up and try to love again...

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In winter Fruitless labor of wind No leaves to blow off....

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So many girls broke my heart into pieces Yet I am yearning for love and sweet kisses So many times I thought I would rather die Than going for relentless but fruitless try So many sad memories now haunt my brain Like ghosts who can scare me again and again So many mistakes that I made in the past Are still destroying...

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