Reusing Poems - Poems about Reusing

...As we expand populations increasing resources depleted what will sutain us? As wealth is held controlled by the few with so many deprived when will there be justice? As power is polarised......

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...The spliff got the room spinning, Rewriting lines, Reusing rhymes, Connections are my artistic vision. Weed got my head splitting, Sicker than a dead mind, Thinking about how ima die, F......

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...It seems there’s a certain melodious beat discovered reusing these metrical feet. You can’t help but tap it first slow, and then rapid: an odd syncopation that brings ears a treat. H/T to <......

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...There’s no substitute for life. I find myself, seduced by yearnings. I’m flourishing here, contemplating sin. I’ve nothing to do when I’ve nothing but time. I’m reusing solitudes - th......

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...A seedling planted beneath the soil, For it to grow the nature does extreme toil. Blessed by the shiny rays, The seedling goes through different phases. It grows fruits, flowers and thorns, Then......

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...Recycling and reusing, it's time to take a stand For our world and our future, let's give Mother Earth a helping hand We've got plastic and cloth, that can do so much good So let's recycle a......

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...Try not thinking back; when started, you can't stop. The forlorn sticks may not forever show up for you. Even so, your feet prepare their own certain flop. Move, even of whether odd th......

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...Lets come together and have a celebration A celebration of joy A celebration of happiness A celebration of smiles and pleasures Lets come together And have good old belly laughs Lets come t......

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...(Invisibility) In a busy time, we forget to see "the human and beautiful nature" forget to breathe ... We follow the "red arrows" ... and "the power of money" Live and di......

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...Tell me who to love Tell me it's not real Make be believe it's immoral Just because she's gone doesn't mean she isn't real I can see her everyday I hold her hand even though you can......

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...we are a brainwashed generation our once vibrant minds have turned grey from all the pollution in the world we are no longer innovating, just reusing old ideas and trying to make something out of n......

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...we are a brainwashed generation our once vibrant minds have turned grey from all the pollution in the world we are no longer innovating, just reusing old ideas and trying to make something out of n......

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...The boulder comes to knock down the damage structure As it comes tumbling down you can see all the pieces that it was made from Everything was exposed Just looking at it you would think it wa......

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...No one knows the hour of Christ’s return. And when he comes to earth what will He find? A place where man and creatures co-exist Or places where the greed of man confines? Has man replenished E......

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