The Waste Poem by Kesav Venkat Easwaran

The Waste

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Junk is what we throw away
Directly to the bins
Some dump them into open space!
Deplorable it is

Waste is what one doesn't need
Unwanted rotten piece
Waste derives from wants many
Some keep inside rubbish!

What with bad words tossed away?
To open air at face
Ask the wind and not the bins
It would tell you how they stink…

6th Jan 2020

Monday, January 6, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: character,metaphor,social behaviour,wind
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rose Marie Juan-austin 22 February 2020

What a brilliant thought. Incisive and insightful. Should be read by all. Onto my Poem List.

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Kesav Easwaran 22 February 2020

The bad words get lost in the wind. Nice words on my poem. Immense thanks, Rose Marie. Liked your comment

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Edward Kofi Louis 08 February 2020

Open space! ! ! ! Dustbin. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Kesav Easwaran 08 February 2020

Yes. Open space. An infinite dust bin. TFYF Edward

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A B Faniki 06 January 2020

Beautiful simply beautiful and brilliant. I love it. TYFS.10+

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Kesav Easwaran 06 January 2020

Thanks a lot for your nice words there. Much appreciated

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