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Grind Poems - Poems about Grind

Premium Member The Grind
Endless hallways stretch ahead A weary traveler hanging by a thread Meetings blur from dawn to night Late dinners then another flight The city lights are far from home In empty rooms my thoughts comb Another deal another grind Peace and sleep are hard to find Family’s voice a quick call Tiredly I saunter through hotel halls The days are long the nights are brief From...

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Categories: grind, business, travel,
Form: Narrative
Soul-sucking grind
Sitting on the fence I get entangled in the barbed wire, I lie on the heap of ashes of my cherished dreams wondering when a stray spark might rekindle the flames of my dormant desires. ...

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Categories: grind, anxiety,
Form: Free verse



The Grind
The Grind In Gielinor's realm, where legends reside, A hero emerges, with nowhere to hide. From Lumbridge to Kharazi, a journey untold, With pickaxe and sword, a story unfolds. The grind is relentless, the hours they blur, Woodcutting, mining, a monotonous stir. But whispers arise, of glory and fame, To slay the great dragon, and conquer the game. From barrows to bandits, a constant...

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Categories: grind, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Grind
grinding sausage grinding teeth grinding pepper grinding ground beef elbow grease and grit no room for a butterfly to flit… ...

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Categories: grind, beauty, butterfly, conflict, summer,
Form: Couplet
Unknown Growth
It seemed like mistakes took away my sails I felt worthless, overlooked, and destined to fail Life is what you make of it, a fortune cookie reads Just another analogy overlooked, indeed. To tangle with this beast, you must better your routines More work than meets the eye is needed behind the scenes Imagination...

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Categories: grind, confusion, for teens, freedom,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member The daily grind
Trailing clouds of glory do we come Until by the end we are left dull and glum. How it all came to this We are responsible For being so remiss The magic of our early moments Emblazoned in our minds Fades and disperses with every pressure Our world brings to bear upon our pleasure Exams, bills, targets, workday...

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Categories: grind, corruption, slavery,
Form: Free verse
The Grind
I must have wished a thousand times that somehow we could live our lives for something more. And I can’t help but wonder why we strive to keep so much in line, what is it for? Can’t you see we spend our time building what we call “The Grind”, finding ways to numb the pain it causes. The blind leading the blind. Can’t you see...

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Categories: grind, sad,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Beings of the Grind
beings of the grind grind through catastrophic time [[[!*&$%!!!!!!!!!!!%$&*!]]] beings of the grind groan in cacophonous slime #@!////////???????\\\\\\\\!@# beings of the grind grovel in contorted grime |?$#!-!#$?| beings of the grind gallop into convoluted crime |?$#!-!#$?| & kick contentious cans down the road of raging rabbit holes (((??::::::::::::::::??))) ...

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Categories: grind, dark, society, surreal, word
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Axe the grind
Days can get long when feel like we are stuck in the weeds Extending effort to others in exchange for meeting our needs Yet we can reframe our mindset to help manage through the stress As there may come a time when we look back and miss the mess Altering our approach allows us to find...

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Categories: grind, encouraging, inspiration,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Grind
Here I am homeless Sometimes shoeless I really have nothing to show People look down on me wherever I go I don't mind I will soon leave them behind Never had much No loving touch Most of life I have lived among strife Of my own making Due to the chances I was taking I dream But it would seem Never to reach any higher Never to satisfy this desire Put...

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Categories: grind, blessing, clothes,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Mechanics of the Mundane Aka the Daily Grind of the Sub Conscious Mind
Inspired after writing the ekphrasis on Hoppers Rooms by the Sea by thinking of it's alternative name The Jumping Off Place. I like the idea of picking an idea and going with it I picked nothing much from my surroundings and quickly wrote something down about it to see what appeared. The clock ticks and...

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Categories: grind, anxiety,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Grind
Facing the daily grind I find myself further behind. Of the future I'm blind Can't see where I'm going My age I'm showing Two steps forward only moves me two back Time is on the attack Trying to find Peace of mind Can't live life in rewind If you want to move ahead Hold close, the love your fed Time passing by Tears that you...

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Categories: grind, cat,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Tongue In Cheek-The Grind
Tongue in cheek - Tongue-in-cheek describes an exaggerated facial gesture — pushing a cheek out with one's tongue — meant to convey contempt or irony. (defined by vocabulary.com) Tongue in Cheek-The Grind the grind, prefer dark; shifting teeth do not agree - the worst habit, under moon. squeeze a tube of paste. superglue the parts to each - only metaphorically. 1/28/2023...

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Categories: grind, body,
Form: Sedoka
The Daily Grind
Nothing but horses on a merry go round, painted faces, costumes, and lies based on facts. We’re all wearing masks that disguise us from ourselves more than others, making it so hard for anyone to really know at all what they want or need until they lose it. There’s no typical or expected or proper or appropriate; only expectations of propriety and the...

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Categories: grind, angst, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Daily Grind
I told him ’bout that silly beard, that he’s not ZZ Top That he could buy a razor if he visited a shop He worked here in my butchers store, he’d have to wear a mask I don’t know why he said he won’t, it wasn’t much to ask I asked him if he’d nip out back and grind...

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Categories: grind, humorous,
Form: Rhyme

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