Uncool Poems - Poems about Uncool

Red cones on the blacktop August is a burning blanket. Dusty crows perch on long dead armadillos. The Chevys' air-con chokes up a warm blow. A Navaho in Ohio has phoned. he needs to talk about his dead wife. He will have cold beers. I have my own beers but go anyway. The evening is electric and neon, city roads growl like wounded samurai. If I were...

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Crumbled like dust and I began to stumble like ashes with a gust of wind – that’s what I felt before exchanging smiles and goodbyes… Oblivious obviously…removing the plank from my own eyes of deep-inside-prideful lies Memorably, miserably yet magnificently and mesmerizingly myself simultaneously Precious and passionately positive and neutrality in my nostalgias, negotiating muses of confusion...

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A child – once solitary - lived inside herself and always dreamed. She wished for popularity. This would be happiness – at least for her it seemed. Popularity never came, but in her thirteenth year, she noticed others like herself - girls seeking more. Like her, they were sincere. She sought them out – those other girls unwanted by the cliques at...

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High school, I was always on the outside of the "cool". One year I pledged for a fraternity to see if "cool" would let me in. My future "brothers" lined up and one by one. Taking a wooden paddle to my soul-paying a dollar for every blow... It was all part of the fraternity fun. One "brother" paid for...

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I've got no tattoos No jewelry or fancy shoes I shine like a boring rock Kicked by a kid down a cracked sidewalk I listen to old jazz Everything on the radio is bad I'm not controversial or shocking Just sensible and slightly mocking The coolest thing I do is smoke And even that, these days Is a health hazard, the trendy would say For the...

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Never made to feel welcome, always left out Bullied and made to feel worthless, I was always kept down Laughed at for being swaggerless, Unpopular and uncool Made fun of, for being myself and not playing by their rules I was just a regular kid who happened to be bipolar Who had the whole world relaxing on my shoulders Thinking about...

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If you are not employed by the secret service, there'll never be any good reason for you to wear a Bluetooth on your ears...

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Shifty eyed men and women standing around on a summer evening Passing by them I hear grumbling and veiled threats Pays to be careful You don't want to become a newspaper crime story or another statistic Summer in the vast metropolis Exciting yet dangerous I...

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Though I don’t get upset when at school, and in accidents I remain cool, be it anything dire, like a storm or a fire, there’s not often I act like a fool. . . . When recording the shows I adore and the last episode I wait for becomes lost or destroyed, I’m more than annoyed. Like a crazy gorilla, I roar! (Still kicking...

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