Insignificance Poems | Examples

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dead dove

You live for moments
For a light to shine on your face
It still remains dim

THE NIGHT IS STILL LONG



Longer nights — shorter days.
Atrocities run rampant,
as witches claim the dark,
gathering to drink their reddish water.

Longer nights — shorter days.
Grumbling, as if two minutes stretch into hours,
dizziness creeping in,
for the night no longer serves its purpose.

The panic of being a nobody
strikes through their minds,
daggers in their hearts,
slowly devouring them.

Longer nights — shorter days.
From the windowpane, the world is still.
Even when the cock crows,
the night lingers on.
-Fawass Olalekan Adelabu

Premium Member Cosmic Insignificance

huge immensity
of a billion galaxies
up there in night's sky
renders my tiny pitance
to seek solace in spirit


Underwhelmed Amnesiac

I’m not an artist
I’m not a genius
I’m not the largest or coming of Jesus
I’m not even close
Or even at most
I’m just a ghost and I’m draping my clothes
I’m just a debt
Another regret
I’m just a notion that you should forget
Just forget my face
I don’t have a place
I’m just an outline that will be erased
A needle in hay
I’m whispered away
I am just passing through no I’m not here to stay
This was not bad
This wasn’t the worst
I won’t be the last and I won’t be the first
A light empty sigh
They lay me to die
I’m just passing through so you should say goodbye
Entered unannounced
Exiting here
I disappear

Premium Member The Insignificance of Skin Color

The color of love will prevail: we, white,
     black, yellow, red, shall pacify the clash
     between good folks and ignorant, white trash,
haters who oppress others without right!

In numbers, unity explodes like night  
     afire with light (like a delivering flash!)
     swiftly tearing down hate with a loud crash,
silencing bigotry's bark, and racism's slight.

For none can dismantle the message of
     bold, fearless Youth who challenge the old view,  
and share a new worldview proclaiming love,
     justice, and equal rights we never knew.
Our tribes can live in peace and rise above
     as one, working together as one hue.

Premium Member Insignificance of Concepts

It's all

Concepts..

But somehow

Rendering an

Insignificance 

To concepts

Cheers separation

In its persistent 

And undisturbed

Lair..

Another concept...??


Premium Member A Blade of Grass

So small 
insignificant it would seem
Alone 
Waving in the wind
From the view 
point 
Of the dirt 
Looking up
Wanting to be 
More
Never realizing
Just how
Important
A blade of grass 
really is
If only a blade can
Look from above
It would see
All the 
Blades surrounding it
Never alone
Always holding 
The earth 
together
So the 
Pressures from the 
Elements 
Don't wash
Away
No matter how
Insignificant 
You may feel
You are needed
And wanted
And you my blade
Are holding 
Your spot on the earth 
To keep it from
Washing away.

The Mollified Man

The meekly
mollified man
subtly sews
his silently
simplistic sights
upon reality’s
rickety rufescent light .
Always left
lifelessly looming
beneath the brain’s
bashfully blurred
background
of benevolence.
Frankly flickering out
the faded flaws
whose firm
factual flames
of effectiveness
have by now
grimly grown
themselves
out of Life’s
limp lashes
of limelight .
Solemnly swearing
their silent
silken seas
of sorrow
into the
sulking sands
of insignificance .

Gargoyle

extreme the hand snatch the cup
I will collect pride
very good morning my injured limbs
my sons
remember that time only disasters?
but everything in the flesh achieves healing
and already my defeats knew before:
the audacity of courage ignores
who will soon wear shame
she shrinks she hermit gets shy
spreads the sour scent of runaways
quarter to six I woke up
coffee how many sips did i take before i knew?
our trifle insignificance
on the outside it's just a skinny shell
in the middle nerve pulsate membrane
and in the core where it weighs tons
act the gargoyle
that accuses us of being nothing, 
my injured limbs, 
my sons

Into Infinity I Carry Insignificance

These ragged shards of breath, catching in my lungs with grasping fingers of jagged glass
Howling tormented wolves in my mind, clawing and shredding the last remnants of the last
Desperate attempts to live, temerarious in the quest to quench their thirst with blood
Monsters lurk in the shadows of my eyes, hungry for my conscious suffering

No rest, no peace, no sleep for sinners, servants to a greater ill, mindless revolutions of pain
Spinning endlessly in space, reaching for a cold and distant sun without the light of lies
A frozen, broken waste stretches in the expanse of my eyes, terror stalking ceaselessly
In every hidden juncture of the labyrinth of my mind, dark embodiments of hatred, shame, and anger

My eyelids are weighted, crusted in the sands of the blazing desert of my soul
Scraping away my retina with every blink, gasp, choke for air, smothering and breathless
Into infinity I carry loneliness, alone, unwept, unsung, swept into the vast waters of time
Drowning in the enormity of insignificance I wait, sleepless.

Insignificance

Is there something so unique about us
It must be studied
Rats in a maze
Trapped between testing success and error
Predictable responses to critical impetus
The same trickery carefully edited
For the next information gathering phase
Caught between a fortune and a failure

Rats in a maze
The monkey in a box 
Predictable programming for gaining essentials 
Problem solutions for subsistence
Collecting data for analysed survey's 
Finding ways to unpick the locks
And use this  predilection
Towards abusive human exploitation

The rights of rats are insignificant 
The plans of tyrants prove their competence 
THE  EYE WORLD EYE LAW
In yet another human experiment

Insignificance 

The monkey in a box

Premium Member Significant Insignificance

What great dimension of the vast beyond
makes Earth a microscopic vagabond?


October 7, 2021

Premiere Contest:
Your Best Rhyming Couplet #3 
Sponsor: L Milton Hankins

Premium Member Significant Insignificance - Reversible Poem

There you are, my Earth!
I see you here next to our Moon
In this wondrous book- zoomed-in,
You shine above the rest
With cars and people everywhere-
Bridges, trains, skyscrapers, jets
Blue oceans with majestic ships-
Those wonders of our age,
Right here upon your sphere exist,
You great, important, busy, busy world.
There you are, my Earth-
           and yet-
Where are you, Earth?
Amid this endless cloud of dust
I can barely see you- just a tiny dot
In this wondrous book, zoomed out,
I find you on this page with straining eye
So lost inside our giant Milky Way 
A drifting grain of sand in time
A microscopic, whirling speck,
One of the millions, billions, trillions
Caught in cosmic winds with all the rest-
Where are you, Earth?


August 25, 2018

Contest: Wonderstruck Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Robert James Liguori


Reversible Poem: can be read downwards
and upwards.

Insignificance

INSIGNIFICANCE


On earth’s unimagined vastness we creep
Yet unaware that she swims an even vaster pool
Whose abysses can not be plumbed deep
By the longest line of reasoning or rule


Each man tills his small part of the  orb
But the plough merely  scratches the surface
Leaving her with no permanent mark on her robe
Pyramids and  walls  the  sand will efface


As children seeking flies  on the  water or sand 
Or men in dreams wandering down endless lanes
Each aspires to arrange, to control, to understand,
But controlling nothing,  not even himself as he wanes

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Written By Sydney Peck

Entered in John Freeman's Contest 

"Retread What You’ve Said, And say it Better"

Insignificance

How deep are our souls?
The immeasurable depths,
To which each individual delves
Only to revel in the question
Of their significance

The first breath of each day
Gives minutes away,
To who? To me, myself and I?
No, others who believe they are important
Not restrained from the question
Of their own significance

Shallow puddles take time
To refill, how long? When each raindrop 
Falls in a different manner, 
However, no one is there to ask the question
Of their own significance

Some can sit and wonder, ponder
Why certain names are better known
Than others. Why achieve?
Why not bother? But be there to ask the question
Of their own significance

Dreams are illusions or quite not,
Yet a fuel to light someone’s future.
Love like a candle can be lighted by anyone,
Just always, answer the question
Of your own significance

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