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Pointlessness Poems - Poems about Pointlessness


Unlearned behaviour
Won't get back up. I'm done learning how to fall. All this being overlooked. Has made me feel so small. It's my own fault. No longer breathe a word. Silence speaks the loudest. All else goes unheard. It's only human. To Temper our fragility. Beating each other to death. To prove invulnerability. It's so easy. Dont allow the unexpected. Those perfect aren't misguided. Therefore aren't to be corrected. Don't waste time. Forget...

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Categories: pointlessness, confusion, crazy,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Pointlessness of War
The dead and dieing laying in piles carnage of the pointless war buildings hazed to the ground devastation where ever the eye could see Young men and women back from the front suffering from the horrors seen and committed knowing they have blood on their hands and for what!!! Certainly no gain earned. Blindly following orders made from afar people who have never seen...

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Categories: pointlessness, war,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Pointlessness
I've gotten to a point in my life sadly where even my household plants are dying on me. I appear to be slowly abandoning all responsibility because most of the time all of this seems so pointless to me....

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Categories: pointlessness, uplifting
Form: Rhyme
Pointlessness
what happened to me why is my head in my hands for hours on the floor im not crying tears of boredom the song rolls the song rolls couldnt see this happening to me but here we go again whats happening to me my head on the floor all day again my hands on my head caving in again not sure if im giving up not sure if im caring...

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Categories: pointlessness, introspection, life, sports, visionaryme,
Form: Free verse
The Pointlessness of It All
Tears can fall......... The time passed Yet the hurt can last The outrage inside........... The pointlessness you feel Your lifetime, cannot heal The perpetrators never tried The agony inside They walked away To them........ Another day The question to ask What was it for? To achieve the task? Or? Was brutality required? I do not...

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Categories: pointlessness, angst, introspection, sad,
Form: I do not know?




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