Exhaust Poems - Poems about Exhaust

Anxiety The Monster

Anxiety consumes.
IT eats
And IT eats
devouring,
until the only substance left is drool.
A drool so cold and numb,
one could say IT hurts.
IT dribbles down the brain 
looking at memories,
looking at moments,
ripping them and moving to the next.
IT leaves IT'S exhausting trail while going back to IT'S hiding place. 
In the back of the mind IT sits, getting

Holocaust Exhaust

slab of smokey concrete sky
swirls like swarms of ashen hands 
reaching away from skeletal grief 
someone's suppressed tears dissolved 
~another's anguish ignited

Noise

Noise

Noise is not anger.
Noise is not aggression.
Not like my father shouting
My sister crying and my mother.
Moaning and me begging
For the noise to stop
The rows to subside.
For peace to reign.
Noise can be satisfying.
Like a Ferrari exhaust.
A plane roaring down the runway
Best of all passion
And the purr of the cat.
Yet noise still affects me
A cold shower that

Exhaust Fumes

E-bikes, E-scooters, E-cars
Darting through the streets
Even E-mountain bikes
To take you to the peaks.

One problem with this E-solution
Is the amount of E-pollution
as we plug them in at night
drawing power, out of sight.

Unlike the runner or the cyclist
powered by plant-based fuels
shortsightedly we lobby for
these battery powered tools.

It seems these “green” solutions
all contain a power curse
for it seems

Gone

last box

smallest box to go

all things now moved 

in silence to the car

awaiting those 

who take such things away

take these things and with them

please, the memories

for they are gone forever 

gone away

and I am gone 

into some place 

between my life 

and dying

no longer here, but not with them

In-between my life and death

inside each box

Bum Exhaust

The sillies are popping up thick and fast
Hard to keep up, my archives are vast
My eyes are crossed
From my bum there's exhaust
Really kinda worried bout a nuclear blast

Bum Exhaust

The sillies are popping up thick and fast
Hard to keep up, my archives are vast
My eyes are crossed
From my bum there's exhaust
Really kinda worried bout a nuclear blast

Exhaust

My limbs grow weak from the weight I carry. 
The grave is deep and I’m feeling buried. 
I try my best to raise my head. 
Body already feeling dead. 
I do what I can to make it through. 
Never giving up is what I will do. 
Exhaust hits hard like a freight train. 
Better yet

An Inmates Letter of Exhaust From Addiction

An Inmates Letter of Exhaust From Addiction
~Ricky Nichole Flanigan

 An inmate’s life is built with love, but permanently judged by social population,
 The unjust society plus there own family pushed mental states towards self mutilation.

 Personal acceptance, starts with believing in one’s true meaning,
 Stage one, starts now, to kick off whatever you might be

My Radiator Leaks Or My Exhaust Backfires

Every time I sneeze or cough

Either my radiator leaks or my exhaust backfires!

Shouldn't be a big surprise

It's a definite sign we ain't no young chicken no more

When you grunt just putting on your socks

It's the ninth inning with two men out

If you have to turn up the volume on TV

Till it shatters the wine glasses

Jet's Exhaust

Exhaust
Jet's etch a sketch
'Pon a clear horizon
White elongated clouds eye shaped
Exhaust  

Dual Exhaust

Just watch your sneezing with a dual exhaust,
kitty litter holds the wet remorse,
Hay fever can be a pain in the rear,
Remember the kitty litter dear,
And stay in the tray of course.

Exhaust

My brain gauge is on E.
My mind's running on fumes.
Just when I want to be free,
My feet are starting to root.

My spirit's racing a mile a minute
Endless miles, this road's infinite
Tell me when did I begin it?
I really hate this commute.

Maybe, today's the day.
I'll fuel my fire and get away,
Won't let myself decay,
But I would

Chimney's Exhaust

Went to sleep last night reading poems by Robert Frost
So tired was I that the book slipped and fell then
Stirring in my dreams was visions of chimney's exhaust

The chimney's sparks did fly even though cut off
As in the poem that he wrote " The Kitchen Chimney"
Went to sleep last night reading poems by Robert Frost

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