Waste Poems - Poems about Waste

... Written: April 18, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Another atrocity: letting stone or lime tears slick. A majestic sight—an albatross-nurturing chick. Midway......Read the rest...

...Rat Catcher I feel repulsed when he is near, I ought to have compassion for this cripple, a twisted foot. an arm that does not function as it should a beggar with scabby skin, eyes as black as......Read the rest...

...Almost everyday there's another problem And I don't gotta therapist to help me solve them I don't tell no one this, but when I was young and blitz I'd cry alone and watch the flowers blossom I ......Read the rest...

...An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars, is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds , scuppered signpost to a fetid human compost, faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant,......Read the rest...

...What do you call him? My cousin Gertie smirked a bit. You go first, she said. We call him blue-eyed-stare-boy I call him the weirdy cat. He is a distant cousin. Comes to our family reunion once ......Read the rest...

...No more will I make life freeze; I will enjoy my life up to its lowest lees. Life is short; it is precious; Life can't stand with things malicious. Why shouldn't I, why shouldn't I? Soar with wi......Read the rest...

...Everything’s been frantic since the break. What people don’t tell you about college, is that you’re just tired ALL of the time. I’m so tired, yawn ‘scuse me. So if you’re planning to talk ......Read the rest...

...My family spoke two languages I’m not the same Results came in still thankless Feels weird to be diagnosed anxious Results so plain I’m still hiding under several blankets I ain’t sleeping The......Read the rest...

...Chats in the Car We never drive far May be over the mountains As the wheels meet the tar And the bugs find their end Round each terminal bend Yet no fly in the ointment with Conversational f......Read the rest...

...Verse 1: I was dumb and foolish I did not love myself that much compared to today I know why I made the wrong choices In my mind, I should move on But it was not like PTSD I wish I had more trai......Read the rest...

...I speak of peace You call me a war monger I offer you a hand You refuse it for it is empty I share my lunch with you You complain it is not enough I am concerned about the state of my country ......Read the rest...

...I can feel you as if you were me I can feel it in the air I breathe The feeling of a crescendo reach out but nothings there panic slowly Bide time and wait in lay crawling the pavement P......Read the rest...

... What lies beyond the bounds of our belief? The cosmic code that we can never crack The shades of glory and of grief The endless edges of the track What lies beneath the brilliance of our br......Read the rest...

...Detailing delicate defecation debacle Otherwise wordily titled: pooped out after pouring bucketfuls of water into place of ablutions all the while skipping to my loo umpteen times courtesy ba......Read the rest...

...A Patron's Vanity [A protest poem]--- By Cherbo Geeplay How sunny the day becomes remains to be seen under these monsoon rains as a scarf hangs on the clouds, prodding to be noticed in ......Read the rest...