Lifeless Poems - Poems about Lifeless

As bedtime approaches, an inexplicable sadness settles in, morphing into frustration with the morning light. The weight of getting out of bed feels crushing, but the summer heat eventually forces me up. I put on a brave face for the kids and start my day, though the silence feels suffocating. The thought of depression creeps in,...

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She has not bathed for a week or two Those pajamas have been on her at least six days She complains of aches and pains Moaning she has no friends Listless, lifeless, and lethargic Her parents are beyond worried There is a knock on the door A friend enters “Let’s go party!” Their sloth of a daughter turns into a carnival ride Leaves twenty minutes...

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Lifeless puppet Broken strings Collecting dust And other things...

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her dancing was lifeless mechanical stilted moves she had no expression eyes of a plastic mannequin where was her joy? did she like dancing? her mother’s dream never hers....

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She was happy, Smiling and cheerful, They felt envious of her. She was hardworking, Brilliant and brave, They grew spiteful of her. She had an attractive charm, And an innocent soul, They felt more jealous of her. She was kind, Calm and mindful, Now they grew resentful of her. Little did she know, They became monsters, To poison her soul to death. Her ANGEL tried to protect her, Guard and hold...

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I'm dead from the inside And it's starting to show Cause I'm slowly slipping into my cracks Slowly fading with my smile I've been fighting to keep the spark But the embers are blowing in the wind Floating away like they wanted to be set free While all they're doing is setting me free to darkness I've been this way for a while...

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I want to write but what’s the point of writting music with no rhythm. - blues...

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His dead body was lying on the sand. Frigid, frigid waves appeared to bite his lips. His pulse and breath stopped as he left his land. The motion seemed to shake his fingertips. His mother's wish was to find a land far from war. A trip that happens at night on the open sea. He stumbled like a fish amid the...

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Is it dead or broken? Two batteries, new... I'm holding a lifeless body I want... I need this to end Mom's gift was never for me This knot will take time to untie Unless... I untie him myself. I know I have the strength But strength is useless when the will is lacking Why bother when there's the hourglass Everything is better with this new...

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We've somehow got to find the will to carry on The fire to fight will burn within us Ignited by the sweetness of the dawn We've traveled for so far and so Long The courses unmarked, across the planes of a heart We only wanted to experience happiness Smiles evolve into a long lost form of art The suns golden...

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Please let me alone My heart and my soul Pollution is everywhere The land the sea the food The mind the body The heart the soul The words the behaviour ... We live with pollution everyday Boundaryless and invisible Until to the maximum we fall sick Until to the limit we leave There may not be pollution in outer space Buy there is lifeless Maybe we have...

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A vision or a dream, perchance, One moment here, and then, entranced, I flew, by God’s hand, over land Through clouds to vale below. And as I made the swift descent, With bones the vale was littered, rent, Defeated army lying dead From battle long ago. And He said, “Look at these dry bones! Can these bones live, O Son of Man?” And as I...

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Cigarette butts pressed into the ashtray. Yellowed fingers from nicotine. Prematurely aged face, Wrinkled. Squeezed inside. No passion. Without life. Drown in his own misery ......

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"here I stand above you your body below LIFELESS DEAD yet you're not in THIS Grave Your true self IN HEAVEN" RIP REST IN PEACE YOUR ALIVE NOT DEAD...

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Not really fit for you. Probably slipped under God’s nose and dropped here. I bet He wonders “who’s this” when I pray. I’m surely not on any “living human list” My life’s smashing all over, Is it even correct to say “my life”? When mothers see me, they turn and say “look sweetheart, don’t turn into that girl”. I’m a bad-example person....

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