Haste Poems

You don't get a second chance

In a world of haste and make believe
where time is a most valuable commodity,
do we really want to miss
chasing rainbows and cuddling kittens,
taking the scenic route and
smelling the roses along our way?

Sometimes a detour is the best shortcut.



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

the haste

the haste
He writes day and night
why this hurry?
Does he sense 
something coming near
His silence had lasted years
Inferiority
the killer of confidence
must be vanquished
As the body, weakens
the brain 
is a galloping filly
not at easy 
when in the stable
When he tired, closes his eyes
images 
of a life on the sidelines
always an observer
So many thoughts
does nothingness 
means zero
no light
nor night
He wants to tell his story
what's done is done
the rest does not matter

In Passion's Haste

If I let my heart be broken by a stranger
Is it impossible to believe
Or if loving at the first of sights
Not embarrassingly naive
Or if I claimed to know of true intentions
From a flurried passing gaze
Or if from but a fleeted greeting
Be colorfully amazed
Or if to me it makes no difference
Instants or many years
Or if without specifics
Commute your pain into my tears
Or if clairvoyantly I see the way
Of two becoming one
Or if to me it's always been shone
Like the everlasting sun
Or if you could only know me wholly
Now the way I see your soul
Or if it would only take forever
Fervorous ardor full

We Dont Waste Good Taste

That which has a nice taste
One wouldn't want to waste.
Kids would it chew to a paste,
Eating it not in haste:
It is the strongest zeal
For a good kitchen's meal...

To gourmets a nice deal,
Pure delight one can feel;
Some with the heart of Rock
While feeding selves doors lock;
Each moment there's a knock
Their ears solidly block!

Patience Halts All Haste

It's often said
that patience halts all haste:
one must refrain and not taste
sweetness until it's time to celebrate
and go wild! 

Refrain from touching that hand seeking some comfort
before you have sworn faithfulness,
be hesitant; ignoring instincts is unwise,
if acting on your own, seek advice.
How can someone give tenderness
without ever shown gentleness?
I did that and regretted it bitterly, it's an awful thought!

Many beautiful words have been used
to conquer that one who rejected an advance,
who falls for a quick affair swims in dangerous waters;
who listens to his inner voice is seldom wrong...because
patience halts all haste and offers a reward:
have I rushed into anything and done awful things?

Building big castles to show wealth and power
to impress and lure naive people is a grievous error,
humility is the gold of hearts void of excessive vanity;  
and while humbleness is a reflection of humility,
use it whenever you are tested for your morality:
if men reject it proclaiming it to be insane, it's pure imbecility!

Without Haste Gracious

Giving each situation due consideration 
those who are gracious comply to best timing
Family and friends retain highest dedication 
Giving each situation due consideration 

Offering helpful service, selfishness chastened
peaceful demeanour with intentions aligning
Giving each situation due consideration 
those who are gracious comply to best timing 




11th November 

Written for Contest : Gracious 
Sponsor : Mohan Chutani

The Waiting Room

The tickling watches, the shaking legs,
Minds full with silent cries and begs
Hearts are homes
Where the oil is ceaseless impatience,
And neighbours – the anxious ancestors.

The dreams, the love, the perfection,
All blur.
The waiting, waiting and waiting,
In this bewildering times they all were!

It’s a road not unique,
It’s a road they all walk,
The roads with the same lock.
In the universe which was parallel,
They all set a paradise in their own barrel!

But how to walk the road?
To pedal, crawl, jog, jump or travel on a plane aboard?

The waiting is the HOW.
The waiting is the WHEN.
The waiting is the room,
Where all have pitched their tents.

It’s so disheartening how figuring everything  out
Is the air to us.
It’s so dis-illusionary why even our luxury
Is to get it ALL FIGURED OUT!

Letting life be life,
Why shape it into a casket of perfection,
Why not mould it into hope,
Not curiosity.

To all on-board this road,
Let’s give the permission for life to flow,
Let it carve out its own roller coaster ride
Let life be life,
Paving way for it to groom,
And not the bleeding, fearing, woeful waiting room!

Emily Dickinson: Drove He Knew Haste

Emily Dickinson: Drove He Knew Haste

It was like a day like no other,
a day like so many before this,
college bell rang like a high school bell,
a bell like so many that bother.

Cornelius a friend, Bethany,
his friend, Tyra her friend, then there's Schell,
everybody's friend, and of course Mike,
he is the driver with a bad knee.

He revs the engine, repaid with stares,
he backs up into a bush and bike,
scars his frame, the bike is his brother
gives the once over, shows that he cares.

Driving hastily, Tyra then scream,
Michael look on, car roll in a stream,
Corn, Beth, and Ty, all in a wet dream,
Whilst Mike, Schell and I, all swim downstream.

2020 February 19

Rhyme Scheme;
abca, dced, feaf, hhhh,
Howmanysyllables;
16 lines x 9 syllables per = 144 syllables total

Slowly Drove He Knew No Haste Yet Still Runs This Race-

Those Impalas runs as shuttles car
Racing the mustangs through forest trees
Viroom, veroom, racing engines dust
Slowly vw beetles flutters fly far

Dart doubting datsons honey bees
Cobra shelby's viper dodge not trust
Racing metal objects within the breeze

Thunderbird hardly runs close flees, 
Sunbeam tiger stripes running lights
Cougar mercury cliff jumps toward the stars
White Eagle kissel brights

We slowly drove he knew no haste
Skylark buick beauty runs in chaste
Naught this time chant I waste
Hurry, yon stingray sun bird taste



2/15/20
Lines to Awaken your Muse Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May | 
Rhyme poetry form only.

Without Haste

The beauty of the stars
That shine brightly at night 
Are dim in comparison 
When you look at me right
Arms welcoming with a warm embrace
Make me love you without haste
My heart wants to shower you with love 
Help heal your pain
Be your hearts shelter 
From thunder lighting and rain
A heart that is cherished tried and true
Like the moon at night or skies of blue
I hope these words find you
Make your spirit feel better
They're In sync with my heart
Love written into every letter
A love like ours will surely sustian
Until infinity is all that remains

What Trump Had To Do With Much Haste

What Trump Had To Do with Much Haste

What Trump had to do with much haste,
Was continually create and make waste;
Procrasting,
Everlasting,
Result would be a horrible terrible taste.

Jim Horn

Make Haste

Bland and empty, a worry breeds
Hides from sight the finest seeds
Only hope provides a way
Keeps the people stable day by day

Passions wonder making clear
A season for another try
Pass the willing way, ignore the passive stares
None attempt to ponder, consumed by other cares

May what glory desires to rise begin
Without an anchor holding bay
The feet make hast toward goals not comprehended
Until you let it go again, a final work before a final day

African Love

African Love

********************************

Amongst flowers
There are roses 
Et white ixoras
Amidst stars
There is the sun
Of waters, 
There is the ocean
To rivers,
There is the Nile
To Africa
is mad dictators
And constitutionally imposed hypocrites  
For all African laws 
There are exemptions 
Amid stones, 
There are diamonds;
Blood diamonds
To fighting wars 
There are insidious conspiracies
Of getting old 
Is growing cold
And letting go
For African oxymorons 
Is both paradoxes and confused morons
Of true love is friendship set to music,
Bathing blindfolded in the dark seas
But of my African love is 
sets of musing ...






Ghops

Slow Down and Hush Up

I miss the peace of silent thought--
This worldly pace has grown so fast—
And in its wake that speed has brought

Us woes unknown throughout the past,
And now we find we have to face
A sea of troubles, deep and vast.

If we could only slow that pace
And find a means for its decrease,
Perhaps this unrelenting race

Might finally be made to cease,
And in that silence we might find
Some vestige of elusive peace.

For there at last may be divined
Creativeness of every kind.


April 30, 2019

Words In Haste

Words in Haste
Written: by Tom Wright
1/16/2013

Sometimes in life, I’ve received some flack,
For expressing thoughts that I didn’t weigh;
Words once orated that I couldn’t retract,
I could stand by them or my tenants betray.

I’ve never been known to be overly diplomatic
I’ll relate so that you’re sure to understand
Never done in a way to cause collateral static
Perhaps a suggestion, but seldom a demand

My desire has always been doing what’s right,
Not stepping upon the feelings of others.
But at times I’ve forced my words to flight,
Though choosing not to, if given my druthers;

But each has ownership of thoughts on things,
And while some bite their tongue and just fret.
 Others launch to air their opinions and dings
Only later to experience remorse or regret;

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