Busted Poems - Poems about Busted

Blue Cheese and Old Pickles

~Quince shaped houses landscape Julienned Street
where citric groans once molded a blue cheese night ~
 
In one home lives reclusive Graham and his wife, Coco,
two dilled, old pickles nervously living on the lamb.
Busted selling urine for addiction pee tests,
they agreed to flee from a legal barbeque.
Combining their bran, they landed on Julienned.
They peppered with fright

Busted Flat

Busted Flat …

Poetic busking
the white lines advancing

A voice on the asphalt
the rubber — the road

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)



The Heaviest Silence

Oh, to be cursed
with the burden of truth

Without the propensity
—to speak it out loud

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)

Busted

What is on my mind 
Nothing is clear in sin city 
Bombs blast the birds from the trees 
Rapists rampage on the streets 
Murders and no apology 
What is on my mind 
Nothing is clear in sin city 
And we are running out of time 

Thieves empty banks 
Politicians held to account 
Torture is the

Ego Busted

Ego busted

Ego busted, then why fear death
When God’s life force withdraws
If thought forms yet spiral in stealth
Soul’s stained by ego’s paws

Destiny’s die is cast
Hermit, be not aghast
This breath may be our last

Done and dusted
Ego busted

02-June-2022
Quietus 

Flat Busted

broke down in Tucson
flat-busted, him punchin' cows
and her slingin' hash

Busted

There's no reason to hold the phone
Insensitive breasts are well known
But B, C, or D
As long as they're free
They're like showing the dog a bone . . . .

Dust Done Busted

Tinkerbell
Loved to cast a spell
With a wave of wand done dusted
Until her wily, wiggly wand got busted

Peter Pan
Troubles began
When his modus vivendi
Dust splut, spat empty


--------------
29 August 2021
For 'Cleritoons Poetry Contest'

Amazingly I Am a Busted Clay Shell Remolded By My Father God

   ~If I be broken having been falling off terrain shelf;
 How can God remove me into a better self?


8/23/21©
For A Brian Strand 2 to 5 Line Poetry Contest

Busted - the Human Levy

One world in a trillion
Where everything clicked
In a Goldilocks zone
Where a switch had been flicked

Busted
Perfection soon rusted
When late party crashers
Were grab it and smashers

For eons they blended
Their world complemented
Till fresh out of college 
With abundant knowledge 

Busted
I’ve loved and I have lusted
I’ve taken and I’ve given
Not much to be forgiven

I never drilled for oil
But I

Fake, Busted Up Fairytale

What can I say about love and life?
There's nothing good I cab say.
Love,
Is fake with no real feelings.
Life,
Sucks and is as hard as it can get.
Life will knock you down,
bring you to tears.
Love with break you into,
Shattered your heart into millions of pieces.
Life,
Will either make you or break you.
Love,
Will break you and shred your spirt.
Life

Busted Innocence

The time piece has stopped and will not rewind
Some pieces are missing lost somewhere in time
The hours are passing not a clue where they went
Yesterday is now leaving all its pay has been spent
We see the sun as its rising and guess it away
Then we sleep when the moon bids goodbye to the day


We curse

Fumble Busted

not much is ever clear
as the sound of a bell
reigning all the time
or hardly ever heard

all roads must be negated
and a path still remain
that be a detour round
any blockage of brain 

an eternity of time
is elimination of all
through contemplation
while a thought stain remains

in life as a dawning
of understanding as to how
mechanics of reality works
through concept

Busted

Halfway down the steps,
The thrill of sneaking around
Disappears. Busted.

Busted

Anger, purer than dark chocolate
A seat, right next to the agitator, yet still underneath
Our system is not working.
We are busted, building Babylon,
and now the essence is dust,
all in my eyes, causing tracing, 
all in my mouth, causing

silence.

The Busted Hitch Hiker

I never thought I’d be the one
 To injure, re-injure, and re-injure my own thumb

 First time crushed between horse and steel fence
 Second time bitten by a cat in defense
 Third time sadly was self inflicted
 An accident of course…
 None the less thumb thinks vindictive

 This time though it’s nice to know
 That

• Short Busted Poems
• Famous Busted Poems
• Best Busted Poems
• Read Busted Poems
• Long Busted Poems
• Busted Quotes