"wastin" poems
paint the picture
paint the rocks
rocks for sale
rocks in my head
head in the clouds
head in my hands
hands out to help
hands across the water
water like gold
water baptism
baptism by Holy Spirit
baptism by fire
fire fire fire
fire in the hole
hole in my head
hole in my heart
heart felt feelings
heart after my own
own nothing
own up for my action
action figures
action speaks louder than words
words to be remembered
words spoken in haste
haste makes waste
hasty exit
exit stage left
exit the plane over the wing
wing ding
wing and a prayer
prayer room
prayer time
time and money are all that count
times a wastin'
wastin' away in Margaritaville
wastin' the best years of my life
life to be lived
life sentence
sentence answers please
sentence construction
construction speed zone
construction company
company man grew up in a
company town with only one
one God in three persons
one day at a time
time is running out
time I have, money...
Jun 7, 2013
Jun 7, 2013 at 12:57 PM UTC
Love is a demon I've been tired of chasin'
Love is a demon I've been tired of wastin'
Some days it won't leave me alone
Most days it won't pick up its phone
Love is a demon, and I -- I ain't no saint.
Nov 15, 2010
Nov 15, 2010 at 11:50 AM UTC
Dilapidated ruins of gravestones
Cracking up remains of my decayed bones
Lying still…lying still!
The spirit leaves in haste
To clean up all rotten waste
From the last one I killed to leak the blood to taste
Roaming free still in hopes of vein
To snap ‘em up ‘n leash ‘em all
****** human beings struggling against my reins
No wastin’ my hopes, no waitin’ in vain
To see if the blood pours down with the rain
Who waits…Who cares, just strangle with a chain
Burn in electric chair to ashes n throw ‘em down the drain.
You, you all come over here
Put your head in shredder, make it tear.
Die a brutal death, make me cheer
Lose your sight, lose your limbs, forget what you hear
Useless reasons support your faith
No use of you, just stop that breath.
You were already dead
You are still dying
You will still do so, every single day
Die oh Die, Die please Die
Don’t bother others, hoping they cry
You are the same loser mortal
Who didn’t succeed in any try.
Worthless slaves Must DIE!!!
May 9, 2010
May 9, 2010 at 7:20 AM UTC
Fingers are pointed, talk is prevalent,
Blaming each other, but its slowly growing irrelevant,
This situation has gone past the moment of blame--
--everyone made their mistakes--
--they have to stop this game.
I used to care once, as the others did, but my
Energy was spent and
My will got a dent in it.
Walked in with every confident air, but now i am being ****** back in,
With no, legitimate, time, to spare.
Its time to press that button (emergency!) for outsiders, we see
Their demise, the household
that grew to a di --vid --e
Bad energy, bad karma, whatever you want to call it
Seems that they have to just get on it.
But personal issues and psychological cracks,
Just seems to replace everything that they lack.
It's a "defend myself" game and
"You’re the one to blame", it’s:
| Shame | Stubbornness | Pain | Guilt |
All framed, in
The house that was supposed to be a haven
Is now a grave and I see the smokes of ****
Rather than smokes of fury for
Inspiration and Desperation
To get out of this,
god,
forsaken,
place.
You can only say so much with so much
Conviction and not have experienced what
They have been living and yet,
Someone has to move.
Yet, no one moves.
One foots out the door--
--But then a hand pulls loose:
The walkway’s gone and now there’s no where to choose,
It’s back to negative 0, or wait, is it back more?
The only viable solution is to set aside the differences
And the egos, and pride, that's been dominating and winning,
Just to start over and say:
Hello, I’m not a martyr, i’m just a
Kid in the adult world trying to survive harder
Than anyone else...
...I just want to live.
Believe me.
I had--have--been wishing for a dream.
Apr 11, 2012
Apr 11, 2012 at 10:08 PM UTC
The trials I've been facin'
Nothin' like the dreams I'm chasin'
Traveled round the continent
Memories of time I've wasted
Seems like of all the places
All the drugs and girls tasted
I'd find peace in sobriety
But all I've ever been is wasted
Now I look in the mirror..
And oh my god I hear her
Screamin' callin' out my name
I hit the glass.. cuz I can't be near her
The blame the fault is mine
For all the borrowed misused time
I shake I sweat I try to sleep
Ive dug myself in deep this time
I wish I could forget
I try to pray away regret
God ignores my pleas for help
Because I've cried wolf before I bet..
Time is passin' I'm no younger
In life there is so much to plunder
I look ahead to brighter days
But all the forecast calls for thunder
I think it's time I stop tryin'
Wastin' precious breath from cryin'
Paint on a smile, pretend I'm fine
So no one will see inside I'm dyin'
Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 10:13 PM UTC
I can’t even think to myself anymore, without you comin’ right to my mind.
I’ve gone past the brink, into Hell – shut the door, an’ I’m wonderin’ never to find:
That ignorant bliss that I once so adored, when your sweet face had never been shown.
That brilliant abyss of my world without war an’ my ease with the ebb of its flow.
My pilot is burnin' but I am upturned now, I’m pushin’ the pressure I pull.
My stallin’ an’ swirlin’s a sight for the girl that I’m only at leisure to love.
It’s gotten to grindin’ an’ strikin’ like lightnin’, my heart is as happy as hurt.
I’m often invitin’, enticin’ a likin’, but we’re always back wastin’ words.
But like a bad dream that becomes as you seen it, I’m all but there breathin’ the air.
It’s such a long scene an’ it’s runnin’ on me an’ I’m fallin’ here rattlin’ my worth.
She’s all nature to me, the one shape of beauty, a harp an’ its pillows of string.
The everythin’ through me, her face in the room as an angel that carries a sting.
Lost in the eyes that I ache to revise, I find peace with the play of the light.
Tossed into tides about feelin’ alive, an’ of stealin’ her into the night.
But I’m at a loss, I’m at every mans end, growin’ older than anythin’ can.
She’s all that I’ve got, an’ I have to pretend that she just isn’t holdin’ his hand.
Mar 26, 2012
Mar 26, 2012 at 3:11 PM UTC
Wake up every mornin'
Strap those work boots on
Alarm clock's alarmin'
Ain't no place like home
Time's already wastin'
Lord knows I want to stay
But the man is there waitin'
And I've got to have my pay
Gotta pay those taxes
Gotta pay my bills
Some folks live for workin'
I just work to live
Jimmy's got a good job
More than a decent wage
He built him a hot rod
Ain't ever seen the light of day
Yeah, he's got plenty money
Seems to have it made
Now he's got a second job
Saw him just today
Jimmy's lost his passion
Jimmy don't know his kids
Jimmy lives for workin'
Me, I work to live
I come from Alabama
Where all my kin folks fled
They left for a better life
At least that's what they said
And like a sheep I followed
Stayed within the fold
Now my life is mostly borrowed
On cards, and deeds, and notes
Need some satisfaction
I'm feelin' unfulfilled
Sick and tired of workin'
Gotta work to live
May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 7:04 AM UTC
(1st verse)
looking up, no limitations
pleasant tasks of conversation
don't you miss the time you're wastin'
with all the hearts you've been chasin'
2 bar pause after chord pattern changes
chorus
the times have changed
and still they do
but you remain
in your same old shoes
you gotta change
you gotta change
you gotta change
and tell yourself the truth
2 bar pause after chord pattern changes
2nd verse
i told you more in those few hours
laying in your bed, your eyes vibrant fires
your smiles saying more than i could say with words
that only pushed us apart
2 bar pause after chord pattern changes
looking up, no limitations
pleasant tasks of conversation
don't you miss the time you're wastin'
with all the hearts you've been chasin'
2 bar pause after chord pattern changes
chorus/end
the times have changed
and still they do
but you remain
the same old you
you gotta change
you gotta change
you gotta change
and build yourself anew
Oct 13, 2012
Oct 13, 2012 at 5:19 PM UTC
theres always
Tomorrow
procrastinating
day a wastin'
contemplating
incubating
fat *** waiting
tee vee baiting
big mouth craving
fuel for raving
dazing
Blazing....
Mar 23, 2012
Mar 23, 2012 at 9:47 PM UTC
What can I do to get you alone?
Make my move,
play it cool
You know how it goes~
Wander the town,
(Wondering about;)
"Am I on your mind?
Wastin'my patience baby,
Please don't waste my time."
I ain't lookin for love,
I ain't lookin for trouble
just some time,
you and I
Talking under the covers.
Maybe some one on one?
to get to know you better?
Maybe between the sheets?
Make you moan
and get you..
shhhh~
Then we start to move,
then we get to groovin'.
Hips sync to the beat
Past the peak
We're still climbing
Nowhere left to go
This dance is all we've needed
Feel the rythym flow
We'll take the night
and share the fever.
Nov 4, 2017
Nov 4, 2017 at 9:49 AM UTC
when I was nine, my brother Tommy and I used to walk by old South Bend Sammy on our way home from Sunday school. I used to give him half of my allowance every other Sunday, because I figured that was what God intended.
Sammy would send me inside of the neighborhood grocery store to buy him some sterno for a buck 50. I always wondered what he could possibly have to cook, with him being homeless and all.
I never asked him, but every other week, as promised, there I was delivering the sterno.
when I asked my daddy, he told me that old South Bend Sammy was cooking his insides. “that stuff’ll **** em one day, so don’t go wastin’ your money on a man like that,” he said, but I did it anyway.
when I was eleven, old South Bend Sammy was found dead on his corner. He died on Christmas day. Bobby Richardson, who was in the eleventh grade, told us that he saw the body before they carted em off. Said his uncle killed em accidentally when he threw his cigarette **** on the ground by Sammy's feet. Poor old Sammy was burned like someone was fixin’ to make a barbeque.
but Lisa Jameson’s daddy was a cop, and he said that old Sammy died from an old fashioned case of a heat poisoning.
“I didn’t know that heat could poison you” I asked my daddy later that night. “darlin’, it can if you drink it.”
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 10:59 PM UTC
300 nights I’ve been here a-pacin’,
I’ve got clothes, all shiny and new!
This whole year, my time’s been a-wastin',
someday this endless virus will be through.
On the news, they say there’s a serum,
soon I’ll have to take one or two.
Crowded clubs, where music’s a-playin’,
I bet I can get into one or two.
There are boys, out there just for kissin',
and someday, I’ll kiss one or two.
I’ll find out, just what I’ve been missin',
I’ll bet I won’t get home 'til one or two.
There are guys, of nineteen or twenty,
and they know, just what to do.
Shiny toys, just waitin’ for choosin’,
maybe I’ll pick one... or two!
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*ok, funny note. I post my poems on several websites and on Quora, several of my readers lobbied me to change the last line of this poem - to follow the "one or two" theme. So, in a way, the last line is "crowd sourced" - and I must say also much improved =]
Thanks to those guys!*
Dec 1, 2020
Dec 1, 2020 at 7:25 AM UTC
A Heart that Parts away from the chambers,That pump lies thru the veins with pain.A love that was crucified and died, sacrificed, and does behind a disguise.A mask.
That mask the past scars, the torn skin, truth ripped from the flesh left hollow and echos sorrow,
Faint in the distance, youth in the mirror,
Not in the eyes,tired of lies , eyes cry seeing human bein their nature.
Soo cruel the pool of liquor im bathin my pours soakin the reality to of depression wastin every ounce of time blazin to relieve the stress of being puzzled in a maze,
Forsaken and disturbed to see the same face awaken shaking like the floor of order.
The door of opportunity leads to another border.
Truth itself holds no water,Takin so much in becoming a mental horder,
nothing new but the struggle, and only lived a quater.
When is there change ? im in need of aspoiler,or vent.
Like im exhaust, im exhausted from many losses, im lost and losed many calls from God.
Stop stallin God hear my repent im callin, so answer.
Thats all im askin ,
im tired of being bent, broke from bein spent,
sick of the cancer, sick of abuse.
I want peace of mind, can hell call a truce? living on the edge, Im hangin, danglin , souless as a manikin, lost in the sky walkin,
High like aniken.
Im havin epiphanies, deliberately givin up my own liberty,
honestly my honesty is now nothing no one acknowledge my poverty. My truth was rich, outta this world cosmically possibly the realist to ever grace reason modestly.
BY: Emmanuel jv Hernandez
1/16/14
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 12:39 PM UTC
A step forward, a hundred back
with these type of flow, can I turn it back?
The time I spent wastin'
on all the things that amounted to nothin'
If given the chance to redo everything
Would I be able to make the right choices?
or Will I end up being with the current me?
would walking down that path again
also amount to nothing?
or will it bear fruit to something?
Something that might give hope to the me
who felt like I have lost sight of what's in it for me
Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 10:15 AM UTC
I aint fakin out on this,
Just wait till I go slit my wrist,
****** ******* got me ******
I'ts time for you to pay your time,
You pushed the limits took what's mine.
Then sit there like it's supposed to be fine,
Don't need you wastin all my time.
Feels just like a ****** crime,
I'm done with you time to resign,
Never again will I be on cloud nine.
Feb 12, 2011
Feb 12, 2011 at 9:30 PM UTC
they come to haunt me and taunt me
making me resent things feeling empty
putting thoughts in mind , so sorry!
i design this rhyme to pass time,
Every time i break down,
i feel no chime, quiet like a mime,
losing whats truelly mine, is my mind, that i can not find,
i feel this pain inside i feel derange and i sometimes, engage
with what in front of me, this saten, is haten, of me cakin,
holdin the Jesus piece,no time wastin, just waitin for my time,
to exceed the needs of success, im patiently pacin,and pacin
yet racin, im late yet early to punch in, im not goin down without a fight with who who ever is lurkin,
am im certain the curtain is clossin ,
im keep spittin and writting my words fighting even if its hopeless, that i will change
and it will get alil bit better,
with alil bit chedder,
ohh this, this otis, gottsa gottsa to be open, and im open, but the world is sooo close, an closen ,and cold and im doing what i been told, years and years im gettin old, i wanna be immortal, enter a portal , everybody knows
times goes off course soo, i stay i on lane, doin my thang , flippin paper empty the pain with a pens by the stains.
do you know what its like to be a mystery everybody wanna solve ya, but you wanna a revolva to be history, misery loves company, and im comfort by the honesty, of an oddity, that i wanna be,
and i wanna get even, with a these heathens breathin, forever steamin my self esteem is depleatin , replenish me please jesus!
i need this , vent, **** everybody who i met, did me wrong the first sec, i regret ,and resent and spent times on something true useless, like the rest...of my heart, torn apart grown to beat and spark, but not ****** in the light so i love to dwellin the dark!!!
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 8:13 PM UTC
Listen to October sing
the dancin' breeze
through leafless trees
the stabbin' cold in every thing
And to his narrow
tree branch brings'
a raven claimin'
oh, most everything
"Ring-ting-jingling"
catch that chimin' bird a ringin'
nine o'clock
nine times in stock to chime
and that old birds wastin' no time
a-singin'
May 14, 2013
May 14, 2013 at 12:14 PM UTC
I wish we understood the importance of our time
Because once wasted, it's a permanent goodbye.
And in the blink of an eye, that baby is grown;
That brand new building is a crumbling edifice.
And in a single moment there is so much to say
But we waste is away on what ifs and sighs
Because we don't see that we could have something great.
We fear rejection or failure and procrastinate.
As our mothers get older, their backs begin to bend
Under the stress of watching us live in our sins
Because we still fail to realize that she is watching
And that her heart is continually pounding.
Our fathers stay in dismay at our reckless abandon,
Wishing we understood that the clock is tickin'.
He envies the time when he didn't give a ****
And meanwhile, we scorn his old gray head.
It's not until we've wasted precious time
That we realize the truths in their chiding
And we're off getting married or still idling.
No one really cares what the hell we do
But if they did, we'd probably just say **** you"
So soon though, we look in the mirror and see
Our reflection has been altered , how? A mystery.
Because when we are here, time is this luxury.
But those adults over there can't buy it so they envy.
All too soon we are the envious with the hearts pounding
And sitting there thinking, "Time's a wastin'."
Feb 29, 2012
Feb 29, 2012 at 8:56 PM UTC
Sitting at the bar here drinking slowly
********
Can't be descibed
so easily
---
Wastin time
Yours and mine
---
It ain't a part a no story
No
No part a no story
------
The rain?
Well?
Maybe
|||
Dead man in the alley
Cop on the prowl
Corrupt politician
And YOU???
******* unseen!
---
Lost in the railroad yard
---
Come
Come away
Let us find
Find what find what find what
find what find what
What
?
?
The street lamp
The wandering saint
Mar 20, 2013
Mar 20, 2013 at 1:46 AM UTC
Heart is dark apart with marks of stitches from ******* who lies cut sharp.
I listen and still miss them but time heal and wishes , come true once glue fills in my heart can beat for two.
Im just looking and hittin depression with hooks an waiting contemplatin if times is already wasted or wastin while im pacin drinkin till im feeelin that im lossin control on my actions, facin my booz not havin a boo, talkin a slur waiting for a hey from her, but theres no her.Just me and this elixer cause I miss her, someone who don't exist but gives me a reason to vent other **** I have like tricks up my sleeve but these vents comin outta my left pit..
its a need to breath..
Vents from my heart and soul. feel im scuffed like soles, i can not center it all
i can not better this cold
I am just sick of it all,
im just bitter with aww, cute with a sensitive mind with an internal brawl.
Between good and demons who crawl thought of suicide in my head.
Puttin pictures of people i love into depictions of dead.
Wish it would go away,cause i dont have any lead,
I am the bullet, hollow in the head empty but only echos of shadow of what I could be.
Drift further and further away into the grey while I lay in bed
lookin at the cielin feelin some sorta way then going back to dreamin where its only an hour a day.
Insomnia strikes with a furry, as if I was the prey,as I pray..
My mind is primordial of a predatory intellectual state of mind,
im the predator but I have no time to hunt, I rather stray.
Stray away from the status quot , so i pack a bowl and light the stroll, i lack a home, but i rather to pray hov to keep the demons close cause they keep me on my tippy toes.
Life is a straw you choose to make it short, and abort cause you dont wanna be impregnated by wonder if you see the truths corpses.
Life hard to swallow like your throat was horse.
and stepped on by horses.
and burnt like paul walker porsche.
No remorse.
for the other other side, like split divorces.
By: Emmanuel Jv Hernandez
3/22/14
May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 1:10 AM UTC
got off the highway
for a brief rest
got lost for a while
made a mistake
made somebody
smile
got lost for a while
maybe the angels
really do talk
to you
through your
keyboard &
stickers
but are you sure
it is not the
devil
& some
demons as
friends
that are
******* with
you
got lost for a while
****** around
wastin time
losing all
the fine
losing the
dime
got lost for a while
babies
and
puppies
i like em
best in
Real
life
cool fresh
rain
pouring down
over you
first iteration
of the
delusion
of you
got lost for a while
that is enough
but a few
keep
on
iterating
then
they **** with
that one
too
got lost for a while
happy sad
it all makes
it glad
got lost for a while
me,
think
i
******
care
Oct 1, 2015
Oct 1, 2015 at 5:20 AM UTC
Waitin at the finish line
The winners
Racin by!
Then the losers
----
And then we............?
--------
We go home
-----------
We live
We die
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Wastin time
May 16, 2013
May 16, 2013 at 6:02 PM UTC
I think we need a drive with the windows down
Let me make you laugh can hardly stand to see you frown
I think we need a night lost in the music
Smoke one, smoke two, with you,
Mistake making, should be learning my lessons but im steady baking.
**** them **** them only investing time into people who do more than taking, thought about taking you, but anyways I wasent given my time for the wastin
so I always make sure to do what feels right,
I mean like I pay attention to everything
always watching to see if my dreams have meaning.
for you I really cared
Jul 30, 2016
Jul 30, 2016 at 10:02 PM UTC
I think we need a drive dazed with the windows down
Put you on that nana
Wanna get lost with you
Cant stop wanting to escape with you
Stay up real late with you
I think I'm in a trance.
If we tried I think we'd find cloud nine.
Take out a few hours with me.
I think we look for beauty in the simple things
Just one reason but you remind me of all I'm grateful for
should I say more?
Waves pulling us deeper and deeper into this ocean.
Think we might need a night where we can just be open
Guessing you told me a little, think I just got my toes in.
I think there's a lot more to you than what they all see at the moment.
Not used to them showing you they care but I'm too focused in
This connection speaking louder than words
You the only thing I wanna go towards
Think we need a night.
my oh my...
I think we need some time lost in the music.
Been lost in amusing.
Honestly nothing more that I wanna do
Smoke one, smoke two, with you
Who knew
I just have to get lost sometimes
But I'm just in my mind, I lose track of time,
Being alone dont bother me no more
so **** them **** them..
only putting into people who do more than taking
God said he didn't give me life for the wastin
so I always make sure to do what feels right,
so I'm high like I'm a kite
I listen, try to hear what the world is giving
watching to see if my dreams have meaning is nature intervening?
Feel like anything could be a lesson
Like its just me, just checking in
I kept putting in overtime, nah
Cant keep ******* with somebody who aint really there
For you I really cared.
I didnt want to, watch you but **** I was there too/to -
see when your intentions changed
Nothing moved me quicker I was on the way
Cause I've always got the best out for me
even when the only person there is me.
Kinda thought you knew Id do that.
But it didn't make you back track, or think twice
Which made me choose to not have you in my life
so I switched up
put my blessings up
It hurts a bit
But Im full of it
Is there anyway I can pull you in?
Don't like to be needy but I need you
so please just dont say a thing
Do you have time to waste with me?
Talk or roll a blunt, We can think it over, I mean what ever flows and
Dance or have drink both sounds so ******* nice to me
Take me deep down, tell me the things you haven't been telling nobody
Just want to give you the opportunity to open up,
I know you're probably holding a lot in too,
I'm used to getting used so
I promise you can get real used to
none of that with me.
**** me spiritually
Its 2AM aint got no where else to be.
like you next to me
baby
I like what your say, what youre saying
Keep talking to me
What do you need
Just want to crown you in roses
Wanna surround you with lovinn
Jul 30, 2016
Jul 30, 2016 at 9:44 PM UTC