Long Wasting time Poems

Close your eyes
Explicit shame sheds rage in my eyes
I’ll be alright in the morning light and the night’s so bright
Open up your eyes
Sharpen me like your pensive pencil……
Begin with me, thinking I’m not thin
Paper thin,...

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I don’t know what I know
I fly like an eagle – just go with the flow!
I don’t know what I know
I don’t know what you’re thinking about 
But I can tell you’re puzzled in your...

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I'm always staring into space
Trying to keep pace with your rapid race
Hoping to find a significant, tranquil trace...

However,

I often wish you'd be a productive brother
I know my father misses my beloved mother
I wish I can...

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(This song took a while for me to write due to a lot of editing, but it's finished at last! And now, I would like to share it with all of you! Please leave a...

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Hours and hours of wasting time has escalated my anxieties…
I'm sorry, God, I'm addicted to so many bad behaviors…
Powers enlighten my mindset, and flowers make me feel at ease
Dementia kicking in as I procrastinate and...

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I tried to beat the clock as I run forward…
I tried to dry my tears and be less awkward
I still have a tiny bit of pride in me fortunately
I will survive society's labels of predictable...

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There stood a castle on the summit of a hill
Now fallen to decay, hidden among bushes wild
It perched like an eagle’s nest on the steep hill
It was owned by a Lord, gentle and mild

Blessed with...

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"go on" I dared myself
So I did
Booked an extra ticket for my Mum
"She'll love it" said my brain
"What if people break bones, you crash on the way, you forget the tickets, someone wears the wrong...

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I need some self-control…
I need some courage right this instant
Boldness and brilliance is on my tongue…
Bravery was always my middle name…
But, I need His Holy Spirit as a whole…
I need some patience and strength 
To...

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Close your eyes
Explicit shame sheds rage in my eyes
I’ll be alright in the morning light and the night’s so bright
Open up your eyes
Sharpen me like your pensive pencil……
Begin with me, thinking I’m not thin
Paper thin,...

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Flustered, but I’m moving on from here
I can’t wait to hold you oh so dear
Haunted by the forgettable dreams I’ve been having lately
Taunted by the chorus of voices in my head 
Losing control due to...

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I wrote these lines 7 years ago, slightly edited today. 
Perhaps they have more meaning now than they did then.

"There are so many nuts in the soup!" 
That's what I hear and see and it's...

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Writing words that don't fit the occasion
It's as if I am lacking a genuine sensation
If only you'd stop stomping on me as if I'm the mat at your front door
My head is in the murky...

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"Nuts are in the soup!" 
That's what I've heard: not so absurd
Some add a pinch of spice now and then,
from wit and the sharpened nib of a pen.
Nutty little writers who like to fill
the soup...

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She said that she is not that pretty
And she doesn't go to the gym or exercise
She said that she's a little on the chubby side
And she likes her burgers and French fries

She said why to...

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Several lovely bushes of roses were set out along the banks of a creek,
and most of the year, there was clear water running briskly downstream.
The flow was calming, clean, and cool, a most refreshing sight...

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2/6/21

Since the Jurassic
Time continually passes
Animals and people smoking or eating different grasses
Staying active
Instead of remaining passive
The population now massive
I roll around solo or among the masses
Seeing it crystal clear, or it's fogging up my glasses
In...

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Self destructive, even writing on pages without lines feels chaotic and liberating 
even though I know the frustration I will feel as my words slope downwards, down 
words. They angle, pitching against my embedded need...

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The alphabets were standing in a line 26 strong,
The Language Door Keeper knew at once something 
was wrong...
No verbs or nouns or personifications, no sentence
structures, or punctuation. 

What is the problem The Language Door Keeper...

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Moms wondering when her son will come home
She don’t realize he now belong to the road
Chose his own destiny, a hustler’s life
Married the game, she’s a demanding young wife
He’s lost sight
Throat tight
No longer can tell...

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She bustles
her boys out of bed
grouse, groan, growl
groggy gripes
snarky snipes, as they squabble
their way to breakfast

Packs their lunch
crunch, smack, munch, they eat
hurry boys-
catch the bus
flurry and fuss all the way
outdoors, scuffing floors

She sighs, so
relieved, can't...

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where narcissistic assumptions are presumed
to be a priori and default perfect
in so far as we estimate ourselves
in the slightest vaguest
single point mirror ghost called I
this is the grand knock me down delusion
when we are a...

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I had to hook you up after Bloom dropped 
Shout out to Tag in and Tag out thank you for helping me out 
To Erwin Ellis and Papa K thank you for sticking with me...

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Shooting stars illuminate and decorate the skies tonight
Neon lights light up in my heart…I catch a glimpse at the glorious, crimson-black 
sky curiously
My heart’s pounding with fright and delight…we’re as high as a children’s krazy...

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Believe in me…reflect on me…let’s push away the worries that want to ruin 
our night spent together…God has two hearts to fix
I love it when you wrap yourself around me like my own personal, warm...

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