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Short Inanities Poems

Short Inanities Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Inanities by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Inanities by length and keyword.


Staring Death Down
Here I am
having stared down death
listening
to this purile crap
trapped by nosy neighbours
trading inanities
without a thought
to my recent survival
of a massive heartattack....

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Categories: inanities, life,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Playing Musical Chairs
superficial courtesies hollow social chatter mundane inanities are so wearisome let’s go extempore rid of habit patterns free from all bondage in communion with soul 16-January-2023
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Categories: inanities, muse,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Zen Mode
another day an agenda awaits but we are not drawn toward mundane inanities aimed at attaining earthy goals so we linger about awhile nurturing the vibrancy of bliss magnetism humming within
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Categories: inanities, spiritual,
Form: Free verse
A Design of No Wit
A big bang has occurred
The boogie of creation recurred!

On a cord in a womb, 
Life revolves around it-
Or a lover’s tomb,
The mourner rotates around it.

This gyre spins from habit
It’s a design without wit.
My tongue wags profanities?
Then explain your inanities!

If love is not a gain,
Then, why its loss a pain?...

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Categories: inanities, angst
Form: Rhyme
The Late
In a humming white room
mother was up late but unresponsive.
Her face and body hooked into tubes,
We stood around whispering inanities
not listening to our words
just the gasping sounds
of the life support machinery.
A young nurse bustles in:
"Maybe tomorrow
Doctor says it's touch and go."

The next morning it was go
and we were late....

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Categories: inanities, poetry,
Form: Free verse



Wonderment
Whispering
thoughts to one's idlest fancy,
Imagining feelings
to one's innermost soul.
Babbling inanities,
crying insanities,
Wondering, wandering
alone and alone.

Where does it take one,
where does it want one,
where does it seduce one
along the strange source
of forbidden mysteries,
of unexplored paths,
of untouched feelings,
of ecstasies unknown,
or unthought of.

Where will it end?...

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Categories: inanities, imagination,
Form: Blank verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things