Unused To(P) Poems - Poems about Unused To(P)

Blessings Unused

What is a color
obstructed
What is a sonnet
untold
What is the price
of reluctance
Tainted in silver
or gold 

What is the weight
of your damming 
What is a blessing
unused 
What is the lifespan
of choices unmade
Measured in freedom
— recused 

(The First Book Of Prayers: July, 2025)

Belongings

Belongings gain a sadder fate
Then we do, when we die 
Their owners soul they can’t revive
As if they’re always late
To catch an eye, that now can’t see
To feel the touch, that’s gone
Belongings lay aside, forlorn
Green leaves on a felled tree
Must feel the same, before they fade
And wither in the wind
Belongings, thrown into the bin
Are waiting

Baby Shoes Unused

His tiny baby shoes, as yet unused, sitting solemnly upon the bed,
Petite little pair that he never donned, the sum of a mother’s dread.
A sweet blessing from God, a bundle of love, and hopeful dreams, 
But, life would take a devastatingly agonizing turn, or so it seems.

The sky-blue nursery, one time bustling with overjoyed anticipation,

Unused Unmet

Cloud of apricot bloom
weary and drowsy
whenever our gazes collide
Your harbor has dark and dawn
rhyme in an ether-like cadence

Written: October 13, 2022

An Unused Currency Note

I pulled over my car to the side of the highway road.
And went to an inn to get my hunger satiated.
An old beggar woman raised her frail hand and bowed to me.
She was looking gaunt, bony and fully enervated.

I nodded my head to the woman to say,' Wait!'
Had breakfast; paid the bill; obliviously moved away
Planning

Unused

Yes she did have a brain unused for so long
Nothing new knocks her head since ages
Every day and every single second is the same
Time moves by leaving her face dull and hair white
But it had no intention to touch her brain
It stops working since she entered to his home with a ring
It seems to continue

Unused Parking Lot

Unused parking lot
inspires another one
as urban sprawl

becomes the new normal
paper bag dances in wind

The Unused Gift

My cousin had such sweaty feet
I hoped with new socks they’d smell sweet
Much to my great chagrin
They’ve not been on his skin …
I’ve given up being discrete!


When I wore a peg on my nose
The topic of his feet arose -
To get rid of the stink
He washed them in the sink
With talcum they smell like a

Different Uses For Unused Corners

Nobody is afraid of unforeseen restraints
I use unused corners to keep my quiet complaints

By far the most despicable four letter word is fair
Because you don't see it, does not mean it's not there

Yes!  Dust gathers everywhere you don't go
The Academy Awards yours, for your roll in the show

A movie about you surrounded by what

Unused Gems In Box

knowledge without execution's like beautiful unused gems in box

Unused Hands

This Satanophobia makes me fear more
A jobless framework like a rust armour
From the arsenal of an old strong warlord
Surefooted to cut down a long strong rod.

Its an aframomum melegueta
Which its pungency hurts than a cutter.
Idleness; a caustic abstract worker
Bow in the hand of evil chief archer.

Seest thou an idle man; devil's abode
Activates arch injurious spirit

An Unused Life

I want a life with no regrets 
one shiny, bright, and new
bereft of stains and rips and tears
untarnished and unused.

No dents or dings, not slightly worn
refurbished just won't do
I want a life with no regrets
and I want it minus you.

Being Psychic and Unused

a tragedy strikes
biting my time,just waiting
they dont call me yet

Mindful of Minutes Unused

Footprints
       yet to be made
       undo a pristine winter shore.
Nothing for neap tide to make undone
       in a lorn quarter moon.
Do not dance me in shimmers off
       moonlit incoming wake.
My hands

Unused Sizes

Look at size,
From the atom,
To mountains,
To planets,
To galaxies,
We are aware,
Of a lot of spectrum,
But how much of it,
We can move and use,
Only a little,
Most of it is beyond,
And on a natural “refuse”.

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