Tiresome Poems - Poems about Tiresome

My heart is so tired I need a place to rest now To unwind myself....

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Tiresome errands (Chanso or Chanson) For many of us, errands are so boring; Many crucial things to do to show status rather than wasting time doing routine jobs; Like, taking Selfie in a new dress, so glaring; Pushing the photo to all friends and wait for their comments, or writing notes of dissent on someone's views, we enjoy the freedom of free views...

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I Have Drank Deep Woes Of Tiresome Heartbreak I have drank deep woes of tiresome heartbreak supped dark wormwood of Fate's poison trees attempted to love just for loving's sake drown myself in sorrow's of empty seas. Blessed golden day poetry found me. For its sweet gifts have truly set me free. I climbed mountains that rose forever walked deserts and laughed...

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Day after day I’m freezing without thee The words of love aren’t heard in endless longing The sunset’s grey the sky’s deformed for me The sun’s ray doesn’t touch the roof with morning. I guess I think a lot what would I say If you be here and I would kiss your fingers The flowers fall at feet, admirers have to...

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Your black eyes know about my tiresome silence They catch temptation just like blind wolf-cub The Deep is laughing at the Deep in violence With roar in eyes what I will never nab. You are in mind of mine, in dreams, in fancy I feel the sun, the summer on my age My dream’s for you, give caress on this racing I...

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I am Peter Smith My boss was Peter as well A different surname obviously I was distinguished by my surname originally I wasn’t too keen on that: it sounded like you were after a fight “Smith!” It sounded quite disrespectful to me The boss was quite refreshing and called me “Pete” My family call me Pete, so I have no problem with that It...

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Had a long to and fro day, Eyes have gone weary, and heart dispirited, Still the voyage is unfinished, Rested in a train, Attempting to gaze through the windows to resurrect the zeal back, But winds up with darkness, Which has nothing but abounding despair, Time and again the nature bestows me with a flash of sparing light, And therefore reminds me that...

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How is it, that such a young soul can feel so old? Why is it that a person in their prime feels so tired? Could there be a kind one out there who can help you out of this choke hold. Help you wake in the morning and grace you with the ability to live....

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There's a multiple of routes to choose; I have to prepare soon The 1st day of High School-- I suppose it was a lopsided beginning for me I don't feel right in my position-- it's way too much to bear I only have a few more weeks to move Traffic jams my mind from driving freely-- TOO UNBEARABLE!!...

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