Dull Poems - Poems about Dull

Does it matter what you do or matter what you say? Does anything mean anything when you live Groundhog Day? Is there a way to please the Gods so that they’ll let you go? Or maybe there’s no point at all. Perhaps it’s just a show. But what else can you do if you find you’re stuck in this scene. You have to just keep...

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In a city where dreams intertwine with the shadows of dull days, society turns away from those who dare to dream, as if they were committing a crime against the silent laws of time, because their dream is a flame that disturbs the gray tranquility of the city. We are all travelers on a sea of memories that slowly...

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a blemished sky smears greys to blurs winter lingering AP: 1st place 2025 Submitted on February 23, 2025 to contest 'A FEBRUARY 2025 POSTED' sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - 10th place Posted on Februarry 20, 2025...

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sacrificed on the name of joke became laughing stock of the group my friends reflection in the mirror appears rather dull than bright rust entered in the open wounds scars that cover my whole body friend is a word to use with care growing ivy does not make them rose...

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( A Definition ) Having a small European resembling a brown back. Having hammy old-world songs related to a large ‘NO!’ Having no American thrust; (the upper part). An olivatious, blackish, whitish, streaked glommed throat. Chiefly dull; (the under parts). Drippy- Dull as water, Round seed, Edible nuts. _________________ deviantART R.W. © 04/18/01...

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It's Christmas season, the merriment season The smell of a fresh season, blooming with love Christ the reason for the season, a song we always sing Singing joyously, with tune so high, rhymes so in tune Fortune favor only the brave, no venture no success All work without play, makes jack a dull boy As we sang all day long, creating...

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Billions of stars, But I choose the Sun. Ignoring all the noises And all the pollution. I'll live with him, As long as, he's mine. Even if he's not, I'll stay with him, As long as, he's alive. (On his eyelashes, on the cut On his earlobe, in the tears and The smile and on the fingers which crossed mine). He lightens my life, Brightens the...

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Everything may appear in perfect order as this vast universe is, and behind it I can't hear anything muffling sounds, but spot faint shimmers of hidden worders! Such are the dull nights spent with silence, having nobody to whisper sensual words when the peak of sexuality is aroused wildly as my urge takes me to explore asexuality which is not satisfying to a...

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Considering the finale Piloting my survival. Anxious thoughts prevent deadly decisions But these decisions have made themselves well-situated. Still, prayers haven’t been answered So I search and seek Until I become conscious of where I am. Idleness is my safest abode I crave it when I leave it And forget it when I drown in it. No thoughts roam here And the troubles do...

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If we want a friend with whom we'll never grow bored The best one to recommend is Jesus our Lord Although some experiences may hit a lull The more we get to know Him the less He seems dull The closer we get the more Beauty discovered The more silence we share the more is His Love heard Till we get involved we tend to ignore history So...

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some bright sequins of fun shined amidst dull threads of routines... art time none...

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Dull as a board meeting until he growled “Who ripped out the fart?” and then the room exploded in zany laughs...

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Today I woke up colorblind My wake up call was gray I shuddered at my purgatory It shuddered the same way I got up, found my state of ruin We chatted over tea It dug into my heavy heart, My soul it seeked to glean A shame I woke up colorblind And tomorrow I will too For I miss the loving shades of green Of...

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Misunderstood and used, Insane, but always amused. Secretive, worried, helpful, Past is cloudy and dull. Antisocial, big personal bubble, Always running away from the troubles. Runs head and helmet into everything, All of her desires, closed, unappealing. Too trusting, kept in the dark, curiosity got the better, Covering up everything below, no one will forget her....

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Written on 30 July 2023 TrIiolet Form of Poetry Let us Not Give Away to Dull Despair ...

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