Trashed Poems - Poems about Trashed

...Do you know what it feels like when your dad leaves to go get the milk and comes back with a gun and some vengeance? No? Well me neither. See look, being funny is hard. Some people don’t like your......Read the rest...

...Sunday's cold feet My mind can go out for a journey It will relate to things I've seen and fill in the gaps how I would if I couldn't see As I see things I see no good and I see no bad I need n......Read the rest...

... I never trashed my convictions She told me what I wanted to hear To conceal and concede People say take 2nd place I can't watch a player take my roll Settle for atrophic friend happy to be a......Read the rest...

... You are a garden once bloomed, supple brightness now withered and cold, lost to the eyes, gaunt succumbed to the reclusive catacombs from the daylight and Sun. Lost in the echoes of a f......Read the rest...

...Big fight Last night Clyde's Bar Bizzare Tough guys Streetwise Much brew Fists flew Thrown chairs Pulled hairs Black eyes Loud cries One bloke Nose broke Heads bashed Tee......Read the rest...

... Christmas trike repair Two wheel crash Heads R bouncey Nature's trashed again Notes: __________ ......Read the rest...

... Anytime I ponder about life, After my not being; Around, it perks the skies, And I wish I had been, Just born... Alas! Little kids die too, So, I’m left to touch my feelings And cons......Read the rest...

... There was a time when we waited eagerly for the mailman - when mail deliveries had actual mail in them There were real hand-written letters from......Read the rest...

...Many lives have been ruined for the maddest race known to us: does money define success or happiness? Why has greed motivated and fooled the smartest people around? Luxury comes from wealth, n......Read the rest...

...You crane, your neck To follow Our cash You crane, your neck To see were It went You crane, your neck And know that It’s trashed They spend our checks Pocket’s Picked and spent Y......Read the rest...

...Venomous eloquence, so polite and yet cold; Pleasantries are plastic tone sometimes mistaken; Quiet not dramatic; Venomous eloquence, answer’s already known; Words are a figurehead; Each......Read the rest...

...Who Am I? How did I get here? The Monster FEBRUARY 5 He destroyed her He killed all that was good Burnt her hopes and dreams Took her broken heart and stomped on it He raped her soul an......Read the rest...

...Why did the moon rise tonight all red faced? Is it embarrassed by humans disgraced, By their uncaring disregard and waste, On the planet they have trashed and defaced? Why do they come up here wi......Read the rest...

...he lands in a ditch of forlorn she scoffs and laughs he feels trashed and dissed she does not look back not caring that they used to love each other......Read the rest...

...Not a word I say with my tongue That you will believe. Truth coming from my heart Lies falling on your ears And you believe what you want to believe. Not a word I will write on your skin Th......Read the rest...