Obsolete Poems - Poems about Obsolete

Will pens (I'd have to think when last I dipped mine in ink) and sad to say pencils go the dodo's way become extinct or obsolete (oh no) to the average man in the street as if it weren't for junk mail no matter how large or small never mind trees and ecology wouldn't have no mail at all when I was young still a nipper a lot more...

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Obedience and respect are probably both an obsolete word Disrespect from children and wives, is what I’ve heard If you think this was written by a non-thinking fool I double dog dare you to substitute teach in a grade school Better yet, find a wife and tell her how it’s going to be I can guarantee you will get at...

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What I am, what you are not, what you need and what I want, that you do not have. The stars above do not pretend, Their light is truth that will not bend. But hearts, like mirrors clouded fast, Reflect a world that cannot last. I am the quiet, the silken dusk, You are the fire, the sunlit husk. Your need is...

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Time to open up your world let them jump right into the mix taste the vast mind pool of your existence no need for a ticket tearing man worthy journeys commence for free. Though impossible-have no prejudice everyone's invited into your destiny some will yearn to stay some will beg to leave show them nothing or show them everything take some chances to be...

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Obsolescence has been chasing me and, it’s catching up. Running in place is not working anymore....

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Classics, mysteries, autobiographies, adventure stories and everything else Filling this terrific library from side to side, floor to window, ceiling to top shelf. It is a book reader’s dream, until the entire concept gets bumped out by technology. Now all of our favorite books can be uploaded on our tablets, a fine use of lexicology....

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Henry (call me Harry) took some cash for a new book We’ve just obtained a draft and so we’re gonna take a look It looks like a companion to his current book called ‘Spare’ In which the loathsome hypocrite has mocked his brother’s hair Chapter one tells all about his alien abduction It wasn’t the cocaine (for it was family...

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Divorce robbed him of surprise, left him disused, parts of his brain tingled less, he grew blasé, he had to improvise, extemporize parts that were less prone to rust and mold. It seemed he was a bare broom, one that could no longer sweep away a rising sense of purposeless. Then it was that a new surprise found him, he began to make yesteryear...

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Of all the professions ever been in the world Some are rightly regarded today as absurd The Western Union man just can't compete with high-tech texts and twitters and tweets 'Typewriter Repairmen' now obsolete ...

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I'm heartsick that "gals" no longer remain Gals are called guys, how completely insane Please gals, hurry back Your charms we so lack It's a good word that we must now regain 7/23/22...

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Frankfurter is an obsolete word Then again beanie weanie sounds absurd the term wienerwurst is another way to indicate a hotdog on game day...

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We have a feeling my love and I that it's time to leave. It is the passing of an earlier time for which we grieve. Then, right was right, hope was bright, and civility was ever in sight. We were free our minds to speak no need for games of hide and seek or to be pathetically weak. Without a clap of thunder that world is dead...

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i am crying for obsolete words how they die without fanfare and without a single statement: strung together-wordsOfsomepompOus poetCrying a vacant heart out. We are the students We are the vampires without reflection or friction = all zero say prayers inside dying flies Share and shame slay and color the baby's room in clean shades of shame in all madness and Kingdom of victims. Oh, i never let go...

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Your restraint has high windows~ let me know, so I might climb up to you....

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~ Mr. and Mrs. Obsolete ~ A picker of pockets used to get cash Now just credit cards, and never a stash Shed a tear for old pickers They're dying off quicker Than bearded ladies without a moustache...

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