Ordinary Poems - Poems about Ordinary

...Women look at us with unsettling eyes, undulating like the sea in a summer storm, Hiding within their depths a universe of dreams, entwined with longing and starry glimmers, We wonder, what do we d......Read the rest...

... Dazzling, synthetic lights emanate from polished silver, Penetrating my deep, chemically induced sleep. Blinking sensitive eyes, I raise my swirling head. I sit up a......Read the rest...

...In the Gallery of Life, where deeds hang on display, Not all can see the masterpiece amidst the gray. For excellence, that rare and radiant art, It is visible only to the excellent heart. Like ......Read the rest...

...In this epoch of shadows where whispers intertwine, Madmen's visions, like stars, paths define, Through the common veil of entwined senses, Unspoken truths in the corridors of blended minds. Chai......Read the rest...

...In the orchestrated heart of the American nation, Underground rivers of dysfunction flow, Tired forests and the cement sky of silence, Where dancing illusions transform into infinite spirals, And......Read the rest...

...You were enchanted by the mystery, You thought it was love and pursued me. Been excited to discover every part of me. Touched me like a book, what an interesting story it could be. I am just or......Read the rest...

...Damn them computer hackers... nothing but persistent pesky sniveling, snot nosed beastie boy buggers. Data breach conundrum with Gmail rectified... courtesy MacKeeper computer technicians i......Read the rest...

...Under the enigmatic glow of twilight, Where shadows blend into the fabric of existence, I find myself caught in endless thoughts, Whispers of consciousness undulating like waves, Reflecting on li......Read the rest...

...In the whisper of twilight, where shadows meet the edge of dreams, Lies the truth of our times, a somber murmur carried by the wind of mediocrity. Once, the soul soared with the ambition of stars; ......Read the rest...

...I’m waiting at the bus stop. It’s beautiful for some reason. I’m embarrassed to think that it’s beautiful because it’s mundane. It’s called a bus “stop.” But there is movement everywhere. Finger......Read the rest...

...I am a tempest of words, aching to burst forth. (Years of structured lessons simmer beneath my skin.) The most important thing is that I'm drowning in metaphors. Being a poet shapes reality, an......Read the rest...

...Under the gentle veil of dawn, where thoughts float like morning mist, Style is the golden thread that weaves through existence, A muse that softly whispers to the heart, Transforming the ordinary......Read the rest...

...The discovery of a new planet. That is hospitable. That is as beautiful as our own. We forget. A discovery that changed the world. And the people that made it possible. We forget that as well.......Read the rest...

...Living day by day is insufficient for human beings, We need transcendence, journeys beyond, Escape; we need meaning and understanding, Explanation and interpretation of the patterns that guide our......Read the rest...

...He wanders through the neon nights, an artist out of place, Unfit for this life tethered by chains, this era devoid of grace. A time of empty haste, progress but an illusory facade, A life starvin......Read the rest...