Short Aimless Poems
Short Aimless Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Aimless by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Aimless by length and keyword.
Aimless
Pointless
Road to nowhere
We go
Lower
Every single day
Every step we make
No end
Empty space
Bottomless pit
Aimless
Shameless
Nameless
Claimless
Downward, his life's path: Aimless, shameless
A legacy lost: Nameless, claimless
Darkness in my Veins
Impossible Aimless Energy
Soothing all my Pains
for a price
for just a fee
My Soul Addiction
Coffee.
Lulled by the electronic funk
A willing participant
Hypnotized onlooker
In a hazed stupor
Television
Time eater
Droning
Rest
barely adult male
lacking abilities needs
aimless future trials~
driven working family
young man dies by drunk driver
We took so many aimless steps
to fix past mistakes
but we were so busy
we barely saw what was wrong
God’s Logos is born
The world aimless stays no more
Its purpose has found
© Demetrios Trifiatis
14 June 2016
My spirit is drifting to where?
Aimless
Wandering through the heavens
Seeking a link
Some connection
The alone-ness oddly palpable
For that which is ethereal
whispered word
petals
in the breeze
float
aimless
for an ear
that isn't there
student
open, willing
listening, observing, watching
satisfaction, successful, aimless, unfulfilled
distracting, annoying self-serving
close-minded, uneducated
bully
A sworn foe of those who just sit and wait,
a cherished friend to shapers of their fate,
wasted in youth, aimless and desperate
yet treasured in old age happily content.
Catch me in my aimless eternal chase
and feed me with enough love - through sweatless dreams
Transience, inner satisfaction and harmony
she appears like the wind
aimless she appears but aiming
at her highest props, her soul
& mother breathed fast, nay!
faster ran the clock of her soul
faster than the propeller –
Form:
Leftover dreams
aimless look for resolution;
Leftover dreams
flicker with technicolor streams;
Salvation perhaps destruction,
they beg now for absolution;
Leftover dreams.
Before me is an endless road,
At a crossroads truth be told.
I shall wander to and fro,
Not knowing where I will go.
An aimless drifter to atone,
To find a place he calls home.
Do you know why us guys have happy faces
Beer is for sale in supermarkets, good gracious
Here in Ontario
A bit backward I know
Even grandmas can get blotto and walk around aimless
Idle and aimless, living on the dole
Going in circles like fish in a bowl.
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23rd November 2015
Contest: Epigram couplet
Sponsor: Silent One
Placed 2nd
Aimless I wander
Seeking but lacking
That which I hide
Not only from you
But also from me
I know not what I know
For how could I really
When I know not why I wander
And know not what I seek
Aimless I wander
Seeking but lacking
That which I hide
Not only from you
But also from me
I know not what I know
For how could I really
When I know not why I wander
And know not what I seek
The day will soon come when it's all for naught
Can you fathom that day when we have no thought
It's the end of the show
It's all that we know
No longer has meaning, just aimless juggernauts
You aimless corpse,
Why have you not returned
To the depths of the forest floor?
To the desolated mountain lake,
Where the waters are cold as ice
Like sharp needles on burnt skin
You still cease this life
In darkness lonely and lost
Could you my heart defrost?
I’m walking around blindly
For help I’m asking kindly
Take my hand into yours
My life is aimless, coarse
Where’s a real life and joy?
I just want my life enjoy
Ghosts
lost, invasive
floating, haunting, wailing
Houses, Mirrors, Mansions, Chandeliers
levitating , intruding, lamenting
aimless, meddlesome
Spirits.
See what beauty life expended
Given to my blessed tree
In my glory colored ended
Lashed the wind has taken me
From my place among my brothers
Flying free until we meet
Tumbled aimless all descending
Prone in honor at your feet
Furst night in Brockton
new guy in town
Again
lost in a sea
of Nauthinaz
I'll get my bearings
I'm an Ex-Sailor
used to course less
wanderings
no boundaries have i
aimless
no to john barleycorn
born to nowhere
drawn to the sea