#senseless
Sing your melodies,
of complete stupidity,
just no clue at all,
Oh so indubitably,
You're just all boggled
You don't know what to do,
Singing songs of cluelessness,
Into songs of emotional blues,
A chorus of idiots,
that will sing out of tune,
will be coming
to a theater, and
not real soon,
Who wants to hear idiots,
That Taunt, mock and joke,
Slander, tease, frolic and poke,
It's all in the way that they put
in their minds,
To hear a chorus of idiots,
I would swiftly decline!!!
B.R.
Date: 5/19/2026
May 19
May 19, 2026 at 2:53 PM UTC
the rub up against the world
is going to be painful
your cross is your cross
no getting away from it
internal external
all in the great mixture
Apr 20
Apr 20, 2026 at 8:15 AM UTC
The labouring art of poetry
is in true sense, senseless.
It corrupts judgment, strains credit
and prostitutes' self-esteem.
**** the unhappy day you start it.
.
.
A song for this:
This Place Hotel (a.k.a. Heartbreak Hotel) by The Jacksons
Sep 10, 2025
Sep 10, 2025 at 7:06 PM UTC
~
*It's all about
to become reimagined
along a foreign coast
Embattled shorelines
an archer on the beach
girl in a sling
facing the other way
playground martyrs
Random acts
of senseless violence
the warm taste of human failure*
~
Apr 21, 2024
Apr 21, 2024 at 2:17 PM UTC
Hamlet, sharpen your sword of trust, for Macbeth is surely waiting.
The specter of ‘Civil war’ stalks the land and the ghosts of senseless violence, so long docile, have come to hollow-eyed attention.
Our cauldron was filled with innocence, as the ever-thirsty succubi require, the glory of war is being shaken, not stirred and the betrayal will be served as quick and cold as steel.
#chefskiss
Mar 18, 2024
Mar 18, 2024 at 5:40 PM UTC
Thoughts that drift off into thoughtless.
Thoughtless,
I'm lost to the the darkness
I have no feeling
Deaf, blind, mute, tasteless seething
I'm lost, but I'm believing
Believing?
Oh yes, I'm still believing in you.
Apr 3, 2023
Apr 3, 2023 at 11:11 AM UTC
i cannot comprehend this
what makes sense is senseless
this senselessness is endless
so in the end i comprehend
enough to play pretend
but common sense tells me
that wars create sores
that are more or less forever
i cannot comprehend this letter
so i better carry on with this
senselessness which is endless
unless perhaps i end this my self
Feb 12, 2022
Feb 12, 2022 at 3:26 AM UTC
Never
Finished
Never
Done
Always
Pa t
r l
ia
The front door was open
They walked in
Gunning down the residence
One by one
Loosening their grip on the world
Drifting out of consciousness
They lost a lot of blood
I thought I made a promise
But I guess no promise is kept
Not anymore
They said I could do anything
Well
What about nothing?
- Jay M
May 21st, 2019
May 21, 2019
May 21, 2019 at 7:36 PM UTC
Weapons primed and ready;
Round the troops, sound the sirens.
Snipers, hold your rifle steady
for the battle of the irons.
Pride and Hatred take a stance.
Violence crouches - taking aim.
Never takes a second glance
before he fires across the plane.
She lies helpless in the street.
Shot down in violent fashion.
Pleading peace in her defeat.
The victim's name is Compassion.
Jul 23, 2020
Jul 23, 2020 at 2:23 AM UTC
This poem was written in response to the senseless slaying of Kayla Chapman, a local convenience store clerk in Kelso WA who was brutally gunned down after complying with robbers requests for money and cigarettes. She was such a neat person.
A slight streak of purple,
A smile like a flower,
A warm friendly voice, In a late midnight hour,
You added so much, to our own little hood,
You brightened our nights, and made us feel good.
Now you're not here, I cannot believe,
Your bright light's been stolen,
For that we all grieve.
We won't let this stop,
We won't let this rest,
Till all those responsible, are put to the test.
Your life wasn't meaningless,
Your life was so dear,
A smile on a dark night, A welcoming ear.
I give you this poem
, from my heart, through my tears,
I'll never forget you Through all of the years.
God bless you Kayla Chapman, you touched my heart
May 4, 2019
May 4, 2019 at 9:15 PM UTC
Spawn of dying stars
Scattered sentient stardust
Stripped of sensation
~j.l.
Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 8:21 PM UTC
Don’t let it make sense
make it all senseless
the unicorn dances
as the ***** speaks
the true journey
of human soul
and through your blood crawls.
Don’t let it take over
just make it your companion
in the solitary night
where you alone are the champion
of your soul
and ***** sings song
for you alone.
Let it wander in the streets
don’t give it a meaning
just like poetry
or like everything that exists
while ***** sings for you
***** song.
Clouds of smoke,
ashes aloof stand
within your hand
let them all dance
while you in jungle sang
***** song
don’t make sense at all.
© Ali Ashraf
Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 3:25 PM UTC
You don't have the right to build your own self-esteem. All you can really do is rely on those around you. That's why their opinions matter so much, and that's why you're so desperate to appease them. Then, you'll realize that they'd simply disregard your work--all because it came from you. Have someone else present it to them with the illusion of another author's name, and they might even praise it. Act as if only your self-perception matters, but really--the most important is the view of others. If that wasn't true, then people wouldn't be killing themselves. That's how the world works, and that's the mechanism you have to work with.
It's nothing difficult. It's just personal.
You, specifically, are a horrible human being. Live with that knowledge, and soon you'll stop being human.
You'd be a tiny speck of dust in an ever changing planet of specials. Yet no matter how hard you hope, you will never be as special as the others. You'd just be someone so extraordinarily ordinary--because that's who you are and who you ever will be.
It annoys you. It makes you mad. It makes you feel negative, yet all that really is is internalized jealousy. Act as if you're a good person, and soon you'll lose your freedom of speech. Build a persona, and soon that'll be your downfall. Cliche. Obvious. It's predictable and overdone, yet no one ever really stops doing it. You need to keep smiling in order to seem more approachable. You need to be friendly to make friends. That's not true. **** will be attracted to **** The pathetic will cling to coat tails and so-called friends that are easy to manipulate. It's disgusting, but it's a decent way of living.
Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 2:38 AM UTC
ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs sᴇɴsᴇ?
ʀᴇᴀʟɪsᴍ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏɢɪᴄ
ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇ ᴏʀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ.
ᴅᴏᴇs ɪᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ sᴇɴsᴇ
ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏ sᴇɴsᴇ?
ʙᴇ sᴇɴsɪʙʟᴇ.
ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴᴀʙʟᴇ.
ʙᴇ ʟᴏɢɪᴄᴀʟ.
ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇʟᴇss ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ!
ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ
ғʀᴀɢɪʟᴇ ᴀs ɢʟᴀss
ʙʀᴇᴀᴋᴀʙʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʟᴇᴀʀ
ᴜɴʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs
ᴄᴀᴄᴏᴘʜᴏɴʏ
ᴏғ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ
ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ
ᴡᴇ
ᴄᴀʟʟ
ʟɪғᴇ.
May 28, 2018
May 28, 2018 at 10:08 PM UTC
Foolishness flows in man's veins
With this there is nothing to gain
To a man's soul it leaves scars of pain
Every one is always to complain.
Its been always the same
Victory is what they always aim
I don't see the point if its all just for fame
Arguments are just completely lame.
I'm so tired of this
What's the point of all of this?
Who really needs this?
Is there any way to completely end this?
I had enough,
Their foolishness is just too tough.
There is nothing left to say
With their foolishness, I no longer want to stay.
Will arguing fix a problem? Obviously not...
Then why won't they stop?
Words that are senseless and too hot...
Apparently, this is all they got.
More words seems to show superiority
But the wise find this funny
Even I find it silly
It just shows their guilty.
Arguing is like a war
Exchange of words that are too far
The foolish is always the cause by far
Its nothing but a childish war.
Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 8:49 AM UTC
I'm tired of bending over backwards
For somebody who just couldn't care less
Well you can just go to hell
Cuz I'm sick of dealing with circumstances, I've dealt
And all the pressures I've felt
I let down all my defences
Left my self-defenceless
Now I'm starting to lose all of my senses
And nothing makes sense cuz
You just went and walked away?
No, it doesn't work like that in my heart babe
I wanted you to stay
I tried to make all the badness go away
But this ain't a game
And I know you are not coming back
Yeah but you got to admit
what you did was slack
Yeah everything I thought you were is obviously a load of crap
I don't know what we can salvage from the wreckage
But what I'm dragging is heavy
And all that you bring is hectic
But I don't wanna be separate
when it comes to you
I'm mixed up with my emotions
I'm not sure whether to give you total devotion
Or if I'm better off without you around
Do you see what I think and feel now?
You can form an ocean of misery
I could drown trying to get out
But I'd rather burn in the flames
With you in my lane
And Nah I'm not ashamed
Of what I feel
Cuz you and I are one in the same
And neither of us is to blame
I just can't give up
On you, on us
So take all my love
But don't hurt me too much
Because I don't know if I'm enough
But for you, I'd bleed all my blood
Drench me to the bone
With all the pain you own
Together we can sink like a stone
You and I should never be alone
So come back, honey
We can work it all out
There's no need to fight this war
No need to scream or shout
Because you're my top priority now
I told you that before
But I'll try to give you more
Than I did before
Yeah, now I know that I'm sure.
©2018 Written By Benji James
Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 5:46 AM UTC
I'd rather live my life senseless
than suffer in safety.
Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 11:08 PM UTC
We are right…by Jessie 1/07
Countries gather, analyzing strategic battle plans
Soldiers at their ready, to follow the command
Families waiting eagerly, in hopes of a reprieve
Where countries settle differences and let each other be
Everyday, tensions rise, to the point of no return
People crossing bridges, which, eventually are burned
We are right and you are wrong…until you are willing to concede
This war, which seems inevitable, by my orders, will proceed
Go home and give your loved one’s, a hug and say good bye
Get all your things in order, in the off chance you will die
Hurry back and mobilize, there is no time to waste
We have to start this war, before the people lose their taste
Years have passed and sons are now, changing out the guard
Finding space in cemeteries, for both sides, has been hard
Tell me…why are we all fighting? And why does it go on?
I can’t remember, doesn’t matter, the point is… they are wrong
Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 2:34 PM UTC
at night,
I used to lay in my bed
crying.
now,
I just lay there
with a blank expression on my face.
I never thought I'd get used the feeling,
well...
the feeling of whatever feeling this is.
but I did.
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 3:22 PM UTC
i am a never-ending spiral of missing you.
in dreams i find myself in your presence,
these dreams turn to nightmares as reality is your absence.
i breathe in the air, and it smells like the autumn we spent together-
hauntingly warm and beautiful.
it smells like sunlight and leaves and happiness.
each inhale brings your memory closer,
each exhale pushes you further.
every white car I see is your Subaru.
the one that took us to the yellowing aspens.
every song has your jazz.
i could only listen to mumford and sons for three months.
every second is the absence of your embrace.
i know you're gone.
i KNOW.
i see your pictures with her
and i can see you're happy.
you have all of my happiness. you really do.
i have no consolation. no time. none at all.
never-never.
Sep 18, 2017
Sep 18, 2017 at 11:42 AM UTC
Today I feel old,
As if the sun has risen on my soul
More than enough times that I've closed my eyes
And wished so dearly I could turn back time.
Tomorrow I'll feel younger,
As if every book I've read and every page I've turned
Had been explored for the first time by my glassy eyes
And I'll be filled with wonder as I feel the new wet soil under my feet.
Jul 9, 2017
Jul 9, 2017 at 7:43 PM UTC
Precious beautiful boy, stupid little fool boy, sakes alive, what am I to do?
You didn't realise you belonged, and I guess I waited too long to tell you all the things I never knew I had to.
A wicked world of ****** doubts, a sudden single strikeout, can't believe I'm still here and yet you're gone.
Now I guess I'll try to stick it out, but everything is so wrong and life has no business just going on.
I have never felt more sorry; but if you'll forgive me, I'll avow:
if you thought life was bad before, then you should see it now.
And I have never felt more heartbreak; it reaps despite my best
efforts to rip the ********* thing the **** out of my chest
and I would tear apart my eyelids if I thought it could help me see
how these diamond eyes bring some folks high, but they just don't fly for me.
I try to consult my conscience but it speaks to me in tongues,
so I'll settle for poisoning my liver and blackening my lungs.
There's a wound in my world but I'm sadder for you for you'll never know happiness, forever uncompleted.
You wanted happiness for us, but he's gone forever and I'm sorry mommy, for I am defeated.
Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 9:19 PM UTC