Short Uselessness Poems

Eloquent words
but lost in the wind,
are equal to passing fame
in letters written in [water
of rough seas ...
Vain uselessness ......

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Everything from the sleeplessness of the the speechless nights, to the uselessness of the clueless days
and in between Meloncoly of serenity; 
Sincerely, Solemnly, nothing but vanity...

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You detached me from your regard.

You devalued me with your unkindness.

Your unapologetic apathy underscored my uselessness.

But, when you told me to get out, you were redundant.

I was already gone....

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Sometimes life seems to slither along so well,
Other times it appears to be some ethereal foil
And all I see is the vanity of the fleeting breath,
The uselessness of labor and the airs of tiring toil....

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Happy to have reached comfort zone,
They’re content for no good reason,
At peak of uselessness,
Their pigeon-hole no less, 
And left with no more ambition.
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Muses a boss, seeing groups of employees gossiping at an office party.
Limerick |17.07.2024| humour, business
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                     I
        Not to dream  of you you so much
         Now I sleep wide awake...
        Even so, I always dream of you!

                     II
          To not see your gaze,
        I erased my whole life
       pure stupidity and uselessness...
        I see you every moment, often!...

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At a Boulevard cafe              
sits a man near a the park
where pigeons
without corn keep company
 to someone completely
solitary...
In the café bar uselessness
from someone who elegantly
  sits alone ...
In the air the memory
of a figure that
does not occupies the
space of a soulless
body in front of an
empty coffee cup ...!...

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I meditate you in verses,
I paint you in poetry,
I write prose of you...
I look for all verbs,
affectionate, loving and warm
and the richest rhymes
to offer you...
Absolute uselessness...
Don't participate in anything,
you don't have any appreciation
by poetry...
You never receive it,
never read... neither that
were to criticize... !...

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We got this look about us. Stone face youth. And no, no trouble here. 
As kids we walked these empty roads. Did what we needed to be.
And now I cant stand to look around. Wide eyes are few and far away.
Sweet salvation in the face of uselessness. Am I disposable?
Depending on a broken bone. Limping everywhere we go.
Didnt we fight to keep our spines? Illusion or interpretation.
No more rebel yells. No more fighting in the street.
Nothing feels right in this nowhere town. No home anymore...

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