"boresome" poems - Hello Poetry

it's okay to experience the worst things in life, nothing other than it can make you hardy. it's okay not to be perfect, as no one out there is, you can't even be perfect until you satisfy the beholder's expectations. It's okay to fail sometimes it tastes bitter, but not boresome, ceaseless success can make you happy, but to subdue lack of success is kinda reward. It's okay to be lost in your deep musings, to wander the unsure ways in quest of esctasy.

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Jul 31, 2018

Jul 31, 2018 at 2:28 AM UTC

aishwaryaae

SOMETIMES, IT'S OKAY.

it's okay to experience the worst things in life, nothing other than it can make you hardy. it's okay not to be perfect, as no one out there is, you can't even be perfect until you satisfy the beholder's expectations. It's okay to fail sometimes it tastes bitter, but not boresome, ceaseless success can make you happy, but to subdue lack of success is kinda reward. It's okay to be lost in your deep musings, to wander the unsure ways in quest of esctasy.

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treacherously torrid and torrential torrents of totally tangential tumultuous tortuous ; tyrannically torturous adjunct viably salient seethe. procrastinating pandemic plenipotentiary prosthesis ; prosaically pragmatic parenthetical predication predilection premise prognostication panoramic tableau preternatural propensity proclivity prestidigitation gesticulation : gyration guidon ; ghastly gruesome grotesque hideously horrible horrendous heinous grotty gnarly diabolically maniacal dementia brusque macabre abrupt awful amalgamated anathema analysis agnate aggregate aberrance somatalogy virtuoso cognate obduracy worse rudiment ebullience , confluence effluent effusion affluent , prolific profusity opulence , cogent fecund secular secund , recondite redolence abstrusely obstreperous mesomerism resonance resilience protractive perpetude futurity blither blandishing blabber burnishing boresome blahs lithe blithe jabber prattle chatter tithe morose morsel moribundness stolid stoic stalwart bastion bulwark

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Oct 24, 2013

Oct 24, 2013 at 5:45 PM UTC

toreinss-pinwinkel-iii

Intradoes Tine

treacherously torrid and torrential torrents of totally tangential tumultuous tortuous ; tyrannically torturous adjunct viably salient seethe. procrastinating pandemic plenipotentiary prosthesis ; prosaically pragmatic parenthetical predication predilection premise prognostication panoramic tableau preternatural propensity proclivity prestidigitation gesticulation : gyration guidon ; ghastly gruesome grotesque hideously horrible horrendous heinous grotty gnarly diabolically maniacal dementia brusque macabre abrupt awful amalgamated anathema analysis agnate aggregate aberrance somatalogy virtuoso cognate obduracy worse rudiment ebullience , confluence effluent effusion affluent , prolific profusity opulence , cogent fecund secular secund , recondite redolence abstrusely obstreperous mesomerism resonance resilience protractive perpetude futurity blither blandishing blabber burnishing boresome blahs lithe blithe jabber prattle chatter tithe morose morsel moribundness stolid stoic stalwart bastion bulwark

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Made no comment On the river front She said she wanted love And I gave her another name Told her to sit a while n' stay Make no mistake For there's too much at stake The world is spinning And she's still winning But we don't know What we're fighting for anymore Got not road to walk on Only the one in front of me She said she'd never believe What's under my left sleeve But once she saw Her heart thawed And rested her weary paws Absent eyes melodical mishaps Everyone's got their hats So...where's yours at? Different faces other names Someone can be one way one day But switch like a light And change again all the same Lion tamers and fire breathers The day of the true believer Is dead, gone, and thrown to the sea God sent a telegram from Costa Rica He had a picture of him Flexing his arms, rubbing his belly, Really showing his STUFF. I pitched it in the fire. Didn't even read the text. I knew he was gone from the get go. I came out wondering What was gonna' come next. Took her hand by the candle light She held mine a little tight "Nothing ever changes, " She whispered, "The snow never melts." I lit her cigarette and smiled, "What you've got to realize, my bird, Is the only thing to live by Is for nothing and everything by actions And words." I miss the moonlight How it streaked Through my summer window pane. This pain gets boresome. This pain gets lonesome. I sit and I wonder Where oh' where did she Go off to? No, I never question What I'll do, But I wonder Gazing out my foggy window pane Where oh' where did she Get up and run off to? The sky remains blue The arrow shoots on through But I wonder Where oh' where did she Run off to? Minus the drama I ran out of steam Nothing is a dream The waking life Shakes like an August Leaf over a Running stream When you're looking You'll never find what you need The speed to the distance Is the remedy of Kings and queens Lessen your grip Take that sip Watch the sun set Take that Final bet.

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May 26, 2014

May 26, 2014 at 12:36 PM UTC

ashby-brown

Betting on Change

Made no comment On the river front She said she wanted love And I gave her another name Told her to sit a while n' stay Make no mistake For there's too much at stake The world is spinning And she's still winning But we don't know What we're fighting for anymore Got not road to walk on Only the one in front of me She said she'd never believe What's under my left sleeve But once she saw Her heart thawed And rested her weary paws Absent eyes melodical mishaps Everyone's got their hats So...where's yours at? Different faces other names Someone can be one way one day But switch like a light And change again all the same Lion tamers and fire breathers The day of the true believer Is dead, gone, and thrown to the sea God sent a telegram from Costa Rica He had a picture of him Flexing his arms, rubbing his belly, Really showing his STUFF. I pitched it in the fire. Didn't even read the text. I knew he was gone from the get go. I came out wondering What was gonna' come next. Took her hand by the candle light She held mine a little tight "Nothing ever changes, " She whispered, "The snow never melts." I lit her cigarette and smiled, "What you've got to realize, my bird, Is the only thing to live by Is for nothing and everything by actions And words." I miss the moonlight How it streaked Through my summer window pane. This pain gets boresome. This pain gets lonesome. I sit and I wonder Where oh' where did she Go off to? No, I never question What I'll do, But I wonder Gazing out my foggy window pane Where oh' where did she Get up and run off to? The sky remains blue The arrow shoots on through But I wonder Where oh' where did she Run off to? Minus the drama I ran out of steam Nothing is a dream The waking life Shakes like an August Leaf over a Running stream When you're looking You'll never find what you need The speed to the distance Is the remedy of Kings and queens Lessen your grip Take that sip Watch the sun set Take that Final bet.

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