Waste Poems - Poems about Waste

Trimming fat off his soul he searched for the bone With every new slicing his consciousness honed All waste in the fire to sizzle and fry Excesses like smoke rise forgotten — incised (Dreamsleep: May, 2025) ...

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Kyrielle Sonnet They search, phones held tightly, spellbound moments parting in the background phone screens, maybe the newest pill Time won’t stand still, is this God’s will? They’re seeking this life’s cutting-edge is it their hearts and souls they’ll pledge? from where they stand, life’s all downhill Time won’t stand still, is this God’s will? They know that life moves by, passing finger on...

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Sam Mud Mafia dawg Prairie Rebel hound Soggy dog Carter Crumpled can of Faces on a map A map with lonely corners bent and creased Roaring fish at opening No more bedspins Not even a bed while living to belong Follow the fortunes to the sun West Coast pacific Island up Busters Dump scenes from Cotton Creek I watch with painted eyes and a helpful smile A burning...

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The ambush came in back to back The train that came was right on track To me, this feels like blasphemy I won't stay how they wanted me When I die Will I leave by their design? I'm not sure if I'd wanna know so Tell me a lie To me, this feels like blasphemy That I can't breathe at all It's just a waste of time...

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Written: April 28, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Sara Jama ******************* When cruelty becomes a badge of honor empathy transforms into an act of defiance while the evildoers are celebrated! The resonance of your words Your words echo as a...

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It's so disappointingly beautiful when you are judged by someone who feels like a judge so precise, infallible and supreme ! As if all the thoughts of the judged are pure waste and the thoughts of the person who dons the role of the judge are the most tasteful sugar and cream ! (02.04.2025)...

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I've grasped at thought.' Then thought things over? Often Missed that bed of clover.' For there is many a beauty so Statuesqe.' Yet often its missed when your mind is in a Mess.' Maybe sharing thought and reason is the best i Can do.? I wish all blessings!! ( apart from dingo ') and His partisan crew.' In truth...

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A flick of the wrist, a casual release, We label it 'trash,' find momentary peace. Yet whispers rise from a world in slow decline, A burden building, a tangled, choking vine. Our Mother Earth, once vibrant, strong, and free, Now stumbles, gasping, for all the world to see. Her painted landscapes, exquisite and so deep, Are fading fast, as sorrow starts to...

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If apple ate a pear? And digested it, would excrementbe wine? 2/25/25 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025© ...

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She drifted alone, lost at sea, Tossed away so carelessly. A bottle, once held tight, Now forgotten, out of sight. She whispered stories to the waves, Of hands that held her, days once brave. But now she floats, unseen, unheard, A silent ghost without a word. Then one day, a boy bent low, His tiny hands began to glow. "Mama, look! What’s this I found?" "Just...

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oh generation of garbage collectors toss it out ...buy more he shoots ... he scores paper plates ... plastic faced paper hearts ... what a waste disposable lives ... biodegradable promises ...

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Cutting onions without tears ...

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Trash, garbage, waste, refuse, flotsam, debris… So many terms for what we agree is unneeded, unwanted, eminently disposable From a putrid seed humans hail ...

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She wanted to teach kids, so she went to R.S.U. Much of it indoctrination, she didn't know what to do She could walk out and forego her degree Or play along, hide her views, and be less free He put his boys in a school, that once was good But it didn't teach the basics it should They told his boys...

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Don't waste my time don't waste my life scream the kid from inside locked in a room when they wants to be outside being scolded for being a child... Hours and hours away from home away from the place where they belong mom is not there to come to calm the pain of being hurt and feeling alone... Don't waste my time don't waste my life scream the kid nobody...

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