My tears have dried, opened the window
Starting a new day alone, sweeping
Cobwebs off the ceiling, dusting
Furniture, even the floors
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Hi Shakil. I could sound brave in this poem but the sight of those garbage bins frightens me a lot. But maybe, I could encourage someone with this poem, who's living with a lot of garbage in her/his life. :)
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Nice poem, using simple language you have portrayed your passion beautifully. Thanks for sharing.
Hi Shakil. I could sound brave in this poem but the sight of those garbage bins frightens me a lot. But maybe, I could encourage someone with this poem, who's living with a lot of garbage in her/his life. :)