#waste poems on Hello Poetry

Ismail Nasution May 2018

How do you ask yourself
About the time you have wasted
And all the tears you've shed?

#haiku #time #waste #tears #memento

Isabel Levy Apr 2018

Lose it

If I feel nothing, is that what I am?
My anger and frustration spilling to the floor
Soaking through my socks and shoes,
Leaving me boiling with distaste for
Whatever it is I've been threatened to lose.

My anger is something.
My fury is rising as my patience takes a knee,
As if this was avoidable by those I love,
As they only expect my loving glee,
As some shove against it telling me, "move."

I feel it. I feel the press
The selfish desires of those to whom I cater,
My selfish heart only wants more
And yet those who never fought me, but later
I find they care most when I'm sore.

And here I am at the brink of it
As my calm waters are to be infected with red.
My seas imbued with wretched distaste
I'll try to remember all you said
So I don't put your words to waste.

#anger #pain #confused #love #waste

Seb Apr 2018

I've Wasted My Time

I have a goal in mind
A thing I want to know
For ages I've waited
But should I really go?

I know this is right!
(probably)
There's no way it won't be worth the fight!
(maybe)

But there's this stinging in the back of my mind
Preventing me from seeing the bright Future I'd find
Does my subconscious know?
That, what I'm not letting it show?

Should I turn back while I still have the time?
No... It's too late
I've wasted my time

#time #future #waste #subconscious

Nathaniel Apr 2018

Rambling

Why must all poetry have deep thought?
Why can’t I sit and write
And speak of what I like.
Personally it’s kind of restricting,
Considering I’m not talented,
I write for fun and no one
in particular
Must I have a rhythm or rhyme?
I suppose I unconsciously must,
As it makes me uncomfortable
When I lack such principle, I lust.
See? I totally forced that rhyme,
At this point rhythm is nonexistent
Is this considered a waste of our time?
Not just mine of course,
But yours the reader.
I sit here and ramble
And you’re still here, eager.
Probably not
Probably thinking,
“What is this guy thinking?”
I didn’t mean to rhyme the same word twice,
Kind of tacky, I know.
Too late now, I’ve moved on.
This has been swell,
I’m not only glad
But surprised at your dedication,
Thanks for listening,
Hopefully you related,
Later

I decided I just wanted to write something basic.

#basic #freeverse #ramble #simple #ironic #waste

Devin Ortiz Apr 2018

My Time is My Time.

Let's talk time.
My time, it cannot be bought.
My time cannot be leveraged.
You cannot assert yourself,
Imposing your time, money or effort,
With the expectation I owe you a thing.

I'll respect your time,
But you best respect mine.

Though that's never been the case,
Power has been your tool, to buy the time,
Of those you could not even give a second.

So all these years later, when I've mastered time.
When I've learned to control, bide and enjoy, time.
You cannot, waste time, my precious time,
Nor can you come back and expect my time.

#time #relationships #parent #waste #effort #power #assert