A Soul Is Full Of Trash Poem by Md. Rakibuzzaman Bhuiyan

In the depths of my being, a heaviness resides,
My soul, once vibrant, is now a landfill inside.
Trash of past regrets, cluttering my heart,
Seeking solace, longing for a fresh start.

The debris of mistakes, piled high and deep,
A garbage heap within, where sorrows seep.
But amidst the rubbish, a glimmer of hope,
A chance to cleanse, release and cope.

Sorting through the refuse, with care and grace,
Each discarded fragment is a lesson to embrace.
For in the mess, an opportunity lies,
To unearth treasures, to let my spirit rise.