Dustbin Poems - Poems about Dustbin

...Now, that the world is getting purer and cleaner everyday who clear incoherently harbour dirts and spillage around. Is it not the hand meant for cleaning and washing and working out ......

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...Mind not dustbin To keep anger Or hate stays. Mind should store Good thoughts abounds Not garbage hall. Keep mind away From Satan's shots But God's words worth. Keep mind the box Of t......

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...Saving our only home The world should be clean. The world should be green. Throw the waste in the dustbin. And the world will come one step closer to being clean.  Day by day it is getting w......

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...Barely covered head to toe, he stood shivering in the shadow. Waiting, looking through empty eyes, families dressed in their Sunday best. Walking in and out of the restaurant across the street, no......

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...Number forty seven - White House occupant against all odds... regarding President elect Donald John Trump. As a cruel joke to self, I imagined myself as a Republican for that one glorious d......

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...February 27th, 2018 literary tinkering rejiggered October 11th, 2024 I believed fortune cookie maxim cryptic message couched Apple Macbook Pro update process alternately titled “markedly a L......

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...The cheating love You know how we are deep into the sea of love Like Salt doesn't cheat the water of sea sand doesn't cheat the depth of sea Like fire doesn't cheat the wood and like clouds ......

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...On a busy night, near the streets as I stood, When something felt off nothing was good, I saw a dirty, abandoned plastic bin, The widely and popularly known as the DUSTBIN. How it came and what ......

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...When darkness falls When you find your freedoms Fantasy, Don't say you didn't know. The Tyrant told us all, for many years, What he intends And though he speaks mountains of lies Regarding......

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...Good Friday night, and haunted by the cross The body in the darkness sends the mind To go out searching for him. Blood and moss The crown of thorns around his head defined By lightning striking ......

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...All on a sudden getting awake in the morning, I got stunned seeing, the whole earth had become a great graveyard. Each house was, as it were, a grave. In that grave, all were whispering about ill tid......

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...the rusty necklace which was thrown into the sea the wilted roses that lose the petals each day the torn bouquet wrapper in the dustbin a dusty photo at the bottom of the pile the foolish d......

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...Norwegian bachelor farmer days I never lived Woebegone and egg foo young on you meaning me of course sidestepping a crucial positive electric kool aid battery acid test prior to pledging troth......

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...With no more than a handful of tired genes, It seems, thou hast not much time to mend ways, O rid thy blinkers in the rest of days, Long have ye played lead roles with meagre means, Ye can’t ......

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...Madness stirs their passions... Such dregs have stacked the deck. Ideas resurrected from the dustbin Of History... make bold their disrespect. Ideologies of egotists and lunatics Prey now upon t......

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