Busy Poems - Poems about Busy

...Monday morning comes alive with the piston train speeding by, thousands of people gather at the gate and crowd the platform before it was too late. Monday morning full of passion with hangover lin......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I met the moon for coffee It was Friday night I think When she watched me hardly sleeping And invited me for drinks We found ourselves a table In ......Read the rest...

... My lost friend for years, I spent many days trying to find you. I don't even know when we lost our communication, but it happened. Perhaps we were to busy with our lives, and in the middle, we......Read the rest...

...A tiny fear of losing or death, In between where courage lives. Loving someone on each breath, And to keep their memories in archive. How winsome is the moment of dying! Where you are complete......Read the rest...

...the birds are alive busy little group of squawks scratching fresh mowed grass......Read the rest...

...The trees lining the streets are filled with cherry blossoms Mother Nature is letting us know that springs arrival is going to be awesome Enjoying a walk along the breakwater bustling with people e......Read the rest...

...Betwixt the vibrant threads of a busy bazaar, A foreigner's gaze seize on a singular star, A boy with one eye, an enigma raid, Their dialogue begins, a journey to trade. "Your salesmanship shin......Read the rest...

... Repaper the walls of the loo Bob got messy, covered in glue Such sagas to be had So Bob rang up his dad But Dad’s busy lambing a ewe His......Read the rest...

... I wish I had a remote to control my thoughts It would be great to change the volume, mute or source If only I could change the negative thoughts channel to the sports channel. Or even change ......Read the rest...

... All is not lost Memories buried in my bosom Are not yet dead ......Read the rest...

...A seed does not stay the same. If it did, it was stunted & died. A seed planted In soil Nourished, Watered, & fed; Grows Changes & shifts To it’s Environment. Growing, growing, growing. ......Read the rest...

...I have waited for so long to share this impromptu song, I have created it myself, the day when I heard that my mother was dead; I am still trying to process it, but I cannot see where the story fits;......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ euphoric dances beneath waxing crescent moon busy shadows breeze undressing the midnight hour to reveal the falling stars......Read the rest...

...You don't seem to understand The truth I clutch in my hands I never wanted to hurt you I just wanted to show my virtue It's the only thing I can do I'm on my floor laying dead My heart knows ......Read the rest...

... Sometimes I think My computer is plotting against me And only me! Trying deliberately to drive me mad. My computer knows When I am busy, Then it throws a hissy fit. Constantly Crashing......Read the rest...