Meaningless Poems - Poems about Meaningless

You won’t see these words in a shop window printed across a smiling face, or scribbled upon a wall - they will probably never be daubed on toilet stall doors either. Deep and meaningless words are generally reserved for deep and meaningless poetry. Works of literary art that paint pretty word-pictures. They are often well crafted, but in the end the reader is left hollow wondering why depth is so...

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‘I’ll be back in no time’ ‘One moment, please’ ‘It’ll just be a minute or two’ ‘Hope to see you again soon’ ...

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You won’t see these words in any book worth reading or carved upon memorial stone. You probably won’t see them daubed on toilet stall walls - not yet, for they belong to the internet where such deeply shallow idioms are encountered on the surface of a running river of eye-eating white. These deeply meaningless musings do not offer anything, not advice or any point worth taking, nor...

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the meaningless why is it that we who have no connection with those who have the power of what gets heard and published. Today, we drove from Cascais to Lisbon  a drive that usually took half an hour it took an hour more because of modern time had upset the calculation a modern society is measured by how many cars are on the road at...

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My days and nights merge strangely into one The waning moon transforms to blazing sun, and time no longer means a single thing My sanity has flown on tempter's wing I see the world in muted shades of grey My words get tangled up each time I pray My thoughts are lost inside an endless maze I walk from room to room...

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Life, as random and meaningless as it seems to end just when it begins, Is a disguised blessing offered, a gift hidden under the veil of time, It would require ending it to have a clean start, untainted by the shadows of the past. The dew that withers in this sunset is a cycle you will find boring, A...

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I can be, but have never been, iniquitous. Trailing off in ...

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Why disturb a functioning country? Why force untried Socialogical patterns.? Why dis-place positive gender Roles? Why encourage seperate (communitys?) Then Advise coming together? (Why?) Why would anyone do Such iniquity.? Why encourage more people into higher Education? When there was not enough opportunity? Thereby leaving manual workplaces needing more applicants? Why cause less birth rates? Encourage even.? Why alter course?...

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Can we let our bodies touch Breath in unison Transcendental moments will only take us so far, away from all the beauty and its meaningless glory If I let you look, would you promise to only see me? If I let you hear, will you promise to come listen? If I let you in, would you still leave me? I’m...

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Take elsewhere on your tongue Ponder seldom being wrong Slip away where near is rare Battle lions in their lair Educate the underclass Run fingers over broken glass Tell time again and again Drink then drown in summer rain Fathom mysteries taking place Enter history, enter space Under books not inside Knowledge likes to lurk and hide Tremors of trains trundle on tracks Mixed up logic, heart...

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In shadow's tomb— A dim, aimless flicker... Void's grip, timeless claims all. Fantomsound: life's song is just a cognition in the null. Rain, pain— Stardust, dust, flesh patternless on oblivions loom. Decay's dance a molderwaltz, Fingers grasp at phantoms no hope Peace in the abyss's open arms. Not… Unveiled—darkness, despair's shroud enigma's veil. Hearts, no soul, toll; unpaid. Dreams surrendered. Woe's tale on wastesphere's icy breath. Void's sigh, Sun...

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....Floccinaucinihilipilification is the act of describing something as unimportant, or as being worthless..... Floccinaucinihilipilification....how to pronounce? flow can awe...see in hill of files of caution, and.... speech can awe what's seen in piles of caution, so... just say lots about nothing important, and may.... worthlessness be thee point of the conversation.... stans sand...

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Pride which is Meaningless.         It is when some folks             Who only speak Their mother tongues        Have  courage to laugh at those who can speak and write fifteen languages. August 15/2023...

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For the over explainer there's 'tell' It's such an inefficient use of time If I just explain then maybe... That's the goal, the dream of 'maybe' I need to know The dream of 'revelation' I'm all dreamed out It's 'tell' in my direction now and I don't hear The lesson of 'show' There's something in it But I'm too tired Plus I never learn...

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Written: June 21, 2023 Twelve Bar Blues Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori ______________________________________________________________ I sought peace in fleeing a flight in an age of sad plight I sought peace in fleeing a flight in an age of sad plight My goal is unclear but sublime—end of line and time. A fight faced...

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