Throwaway Poems - Poems about Throwaway

...What is a wish; wasted wallowing in unmet dreams Sought to rise instead sinks slowly with false promisers Hell is harmonising of hearts without attuned ear A siren song sung to a desperate soul ......Read the rest...

...I woke up drenched in sweat Sometimes that feels like a purge I'm sure it's just linked to summer and the wrong choice of pyjamas, but I felt better I spoke and the things that were unheard yester......Read the rest...

...There's no poetry in me I'm empty I'll make sweeping remarks Change my mind Keep it in Spit it out Sink and fly Gaze out in a daze Lost beneath eyelids Too heavy to rise Too watched to sl......Read the rest...

...lives clogged with gadgetry like drains on overflow young minds scurried atop tech pitchforks that never know a garden hand extensions clutchin......Read the rest...

...Let's be kind with our words and the hearts of others. Live, love and learn. No regrets. Blessings. Last words By Michelle Morris 08/05/2023 If these are our last words Let them be words of......Read the rest...

...Saint Patrice day In 1957 my ship docked in the town of Cork (Ireland) If you think that is a long time ago, you are probably right but in my head, it was yesterday. Life was slower back the......Read the rest...

...Offices built but seldom let, Houses without bricks, How much higher can rents rise For a home made of sticks It would not take a tornado, Or even a light breeze, If you can afford a cheap ho......Read the rest...

...I do not like the idea of abortions, naturally, But then I do not like to see abandoned kids I am a firm believer in equal opportunity, Yet, I see so many in our populace on the skids.......Read the rest...

...Some adjust to the plow, they learn to shape their lives around what they push through. Assembling plastic throwaway things blind hands adjust. The Buddha breaks rocks in a quarry, adjusts hi......Read the rest...

...I found it necessary to get rid of some things I don't usually argue with myself so I cut some questioning pieces those unnecessary chunks, you know? but I think there's little left of me I d......Read the rest...

...I am a victim To the imagination of my own I have been tricked in By my mind, to walk among the tombstones... I feel shallow within, without backbone! Once I loved myself, but now I oppose.........Read the rest...

...She was a throwaway girl who lived in the background like a low humming mélange of laughs, tears, and breaking glass. I smiled, nodded, or frowned-- mostly at the right moments, till…she left, ......Read the rest...

...America has gone and its probably not coming back. Some see that as a good thing - that’s depressing, but I think in many ways we are bereft no matter what. Life has its challenges, we wear ......Read the rest...

...Someone who knows Said You were an old ancient Tree, But at the time, it didn’t really matter, Or seem important to me. I knew You only for a very short time and just a little… You see. Your......Read the rest...

...When I first saw her, she was in her broken form, shattered into a thousand pieces, selling her body to survive the streets. And a trail of telltale needle marks tattooed the arms of this throwaw......Read the rest...