Short Hasty Poems
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hasty
rash
rushed
conclusion
made
based
upon
the
past
loosely
based
upon
perceived
preconceived
ideals
of how
you view
reality
I want to tell you about my day,
My day of fun and flight,
But I'm worried that if I say
My say, I'll keep you until night.
So I'll settle for leaving hasty words
As words scrawled by the door,
And hope you read my scribbled thoughts
As signs of something more.
Some days are harder
Than the others
Some are softer
Like feathers
Life could be fair
Life could be dear
Life could be harsh
Life could be rash
Time flies
Seconds speeds
Minutes moves
Hours, always in haste
Yesterday left
Today came
Tomorrow may
On, we hope, and lay our heads.
Moth-eaten hag was a big battle-ax biddy
A hackneyed hag who wandered New York City
Grandam of the alley, a smelly aged fish wife
Aren’t you glad you did not have her kind of life?
Don’t be so hasty to judge, said my friend.
She had cats and companions to the very end.
The homeless took care of her, they loved her too.
Who is going to do the boo-hooing for you?
Whenever you strive to arrive at
What you're asked or tasked to do
You should yearn to learn perfection
Or you'll have a hasty stew
Concentration application
Assures you aren't bereft
It's most unwanted to be daunted
For what's right by what is left
Don't worry about the clock
Just revise and then regroup
Turn your pasty hasty stew into
A delightful poetry soup!
Mr. and Mrs. Claus were half of their weight
They had gastric bypass, for they could not wait
Their legs were skinny, their elbows bony now.
No one recognized them, they were not a wow.
They don’t look healthy, the children said.
They look like they are on their way to dead.
We don’t feel that great either said Santa Claus.
Maybe next time before we try surgery, we will pause.
My friend
Sent me a message
And asked me
To take a look at it!
I tore open
The envelope,
Emptied the content,
Spread it on my table
Then, I called my friend
And, yelled at him
‘That Was a blank paper
You sent me…”
If only I had turned
The page over,
I would have seen
What he told me…
That the message
Was on the other side!
Our life
Is full of such hasty conclusions!
Even if a busy road you are to cross in a hurry,
and you see a school bus flashing the red light,
don’t overlook it, be careful and mindfully wary.
It has the right of way, don’t keep it out of sight.
Let the yellow bus pass you by, you need to stop,
the school children on board, it’s for their safety.
You might also be caught by the watchful cop,
out of avoidable hassle you can be not being hasty.