Boredom Poem by Rowland Howells Tonye Orumbie

Miserably Bored

I seek company
Miserably
Seeking comfort
Uncomfortably.

At the peak of boredom
Looking down on love
I keep reaching out to it
But I'm shy of course.

Feel nothing is for me
So i just steal a glance
Then my heart beat fast
My emotions all dance.

Mental pictures so satisfactory
It used to keep me content
Then the raw hunger grew
To a staggering extent.

What will be, will be
But will it?
Boredom is numbing
I feel it.
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