Joyless Poems - Poems about Joyless

in the worst shape ever my great Aunt Heather usually under the weather good thoughts? Never. Resigned to gloom forever. no joy and not clever. Focuses on bad news and weather. I am sorry for Aunt Heather....

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Every lonesome heart seeks that happiness not easily found; and however brief and meaningless it might be, somehow it's the ultimate comfort awaiting hope! Searching within the joyless heart thorns may be found; they may seem harmless, but they are painful and make one bleed! Who has sought instant gratification and strangely awoken to a delusional state subdued by emotions, they can inflame feelings! Searching within the joyless heart is building another mountain of disillusion; if anyone...

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The balloon has popped Life's merry-go-round stopped The 21st century's bubble burst We got hit with the worst Written perhaps in the stars Else the scheme of a commissar No one knows what's ahead Already 800,000 dead Now's the time to take stock No turning back the clock...

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At the window, palms under my chin, such beauty I see, out the frosted pane, I was mesmerized, it showed in my grin, so picture perfect, the snow covered lane. My daydream was dashed, Mom called from the door, "time to brave the cold and clear the sidewalk," grabbed my winter coat and boots from the floor, I hate this chore, but...

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Wordless worries wander wearily working wayward, Towards thoughts transgressing truth’s textured tide. As always acknowledging agnosticism’s appeal, Essence easily evaporates, exeunt Emile. Very virtuous violent vowels vociferously validate, Sanctimonious sessions some subtly sacrosanct. Is it in incrementally immense ingenious imaginations, Or ontology’s omniscience overcoming oceanic...

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