Recycle Poems

Recycle poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of recycle poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on recycle are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Ephemeral Me

Ephemeral Me short poem

My life depends on how fast you unload Ephemeral me; who prays for either too hot or too cold I sustain such extremes for my survival I pray for some reuse before recycle You chat and engage for long is

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The Memory Bank

The Memory Bank prose poem

I shall never forget that there are the unfortunate ones who would give anything just to be able to have one moment of recall. But they cannot, because of sickness or disease. Our hearts cry out for these, and may

Environment And Nature

Environment And Nature long poem

How glittering is the sea With a wealth of beauty; But to keep her clean it’s our duty How vast is her existence And all her wealth therein But our chance of protecting them Are far too thin She can

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Statues of Snow

Statues of Snow short poem

After a while, the world moves on. Bodies crumble like ancient statues, memories fade into the void of oblivion and time. We look at our lives closely, and see they are like winter snow. Every moment of our lives unique

A Delusion

A Delusion short poem

Mirror O mirror , Fair,unbiased , Thou showst what you see A form of me, Without preconceptions Sylvia Plath quotes, Humans shy from your ability , Efforts thrived , To hid behind veil of hypocrisy, Mirror O truth, The Recite

Purpose

Purpose prose poem

What’s the point? To life I mean. Here, we find ourselves following The crowd. Doing as those who came before. Why? Did they know something, anything, about anything? Mindless lemmings are we? Are we building something? We’re born, we live,

So Much Over A Cup Of Coffee

So Much Over A Cup Of Coffee short poem

It is said to have goodness, It could be enjoyed with or without sweetness. Having coffee is the time, To discuss issues which are prime. Watching children play, Or granny flaunting the pot she made out of clay. Putting a

You Are The One

You Are The One short poem

Come my lady, let me show you I’m the one who’ll get to know you I won’t let you out of my mind I won’t let you down you will find We’ll feel like our two souls are freed I

The Traveller.

The Traveller. ode

Love, it’s not the first time that our eyes have met, Yet you show me nothing more than your yoga stretch, Hello swell who knows just as well that this ain’t no competition, Still you leave me forever baffled by

Tomorrow Will Tell

Tomorrow Will Tell ballad

Can I ever go on Tomorrow will tell At this moment in time I’m living in hell Will normality return Will I always look back Will I hold myself together Or will I inevitably crack The pain and the tears

Onward We Go

Onward We Go short poem

I have been on this journey for a long time. As long as I have Jesus I am fine. Every day I sing and pray. No longer on this earth do I wish to stay. I will not give up

My Space

My Space short poem

From a subdued, quiet daughter, To an unruly boisterous teenager, Accepting the transformation with a straight face, Whilst, trying hard to find my space. The hectic turbulent college days, The intermingled greed for love and appraise, Wanting to be a

My Suitcase

My Suitcase prose poem

A big red box, my suitcase, tucked under my bed. Is the box merely a box? No, I’m afraid. Bearing throws, bearing blows, bearing scratches, sporting patches. Generously forgiving, my wheeled travel companion, emerging to unite with me on the

Lovelorn

Lovelorn short poem

A livid moon had started a body count for undoing a book. The base thinks it has arrived. The death zones were unconnected by quality of crime waves. People have started sitting under green trees. A social outcast silently reaches

Changes

Changes long poem

Laughing and crying eager to know what’s next. This sort of behavior feels like some kind of a hex. Changes are emerging and feelings are stronger. I am so anxious I cannot wait any longer. This surprise of love is

Unforgetting

Unforgetting short poem

Like swapping your face for a tormentor. Stop the rains. I am going home, after a hard choice of peace in sunlight. Give me back my memory. I want to take a flight. Scanning the midnight sun on blue lake.

In Her Fragrant Mist

In Her Fragrant Mist short poem

“Tell me”, said she, “What do you think of me?” “A Brazilian forest and the scent of roasting coffee beans”, said he, smiling at her teasingly. Blushing, she smiled, her cheeks wore the radiance of Tavel Rosé, She leaned over,

Last Night’s Dream

Last Nights Dream short poem

I don’t recall much from last night’s dream only that you were there and so was I for the first time in quite a while I remember your figure glowing in the darkness of sleep so brightly it threatened to

Daughter Delite Series: My Lovey Dovey baby

Daughter Delite Series: My Lovey Dovey baby short poem

A soon to be mother’s thoughts, when connecting to the baby in her womb… The bud that you are, soon to bloom, As you ramble cherub, all over my womb, Bouncing and punching without care, “Safe birth”, my heart pleads

Be You! On Your Own!!

Be You! On Your Own!! short poem

You can see million miles away But you fail to see the inside way You show more care to be clean at outside Than purity towards your inside You can study the mind of others But you never bother to

Strayed At Crossroad

Strayed At Crossroad short poem

Myriad of choices some made myself few were made for me some paths I chose some were chosen for me. On some I got lost on some I wandered some I was forced to walk about some I would never

Again

Again short poem

Fell in love – again Felt another’s love – again Idolized someone- again Blossomed long after the spring- again. There won’t be pain – again Will pleasure be sweeter savoured, rhythmic pounding pouring together with you in me dissolving- again.

A Lifetime Ago

A Lifetime Ago short poem

we spoke for the first time at last all my dreams of her body heat spearmint breath came true sometimes people talk tilted away but like two flowers hungry for light we grew together there are cruel stories of lost

The Rolls Royce Trip

The Rolls Royce Trip long poem

What is like a smooth Paved road and I speeding In a silver Rolls Royce? The rich and the fast Are beyond reach Beyond reach there is no hope As my silver Rolls Royce accelerates The paupers are blurred The

Attention

Attention long poem

I was feeling depressed as none paid attention to me I thought best way to get attention is to die & I tried I took out a long rope to hang The rope cut and I fell down I took

The Beat Voice

The Beat Voice short poem

He started in an infirm tone as if the poem were escaping through his clenched behind, images and meaning forcing their way out, evoking a limp echo from his moist mouth. It had to be some elder enthusiast reading a

I’m Turning Fifty

Im Turning Fifty prose poem

Oh My “I’M Turning FIFTY” I remember as if I was just a little girl and did not have a care in the world. I saw myself and said gee I cant wait to grow up! I went to middle

The Book Club (Allegory)

The Book Club (Allegory) short poem

Inside the freshly renovated library they’re cataloging blood bags: those Rh-negative are honored on the upper shelves where nobody can reach them, those from universal donors are less valued, but they are very much needed in the emergency hospital for

Friend Maybe?

Friend Maybe? prose poem

As I ponder upon the color in my life a friend brought, I fall into a boulevard of meanings which is difficult to sort, Which compounds a lot of emotions together making a heavy stout, The satisfying talks that I

Anorexic Girl

Anorexic Girl short poem

Sometimes she whispers in my ear, a tapestry of pain and fear whose warp and weft weave haunted days and nightmare dreams through woeful sobs and blooded screams; till phantoms from a private hell enshroud me in a chilling spell.

Think

Think short poem

Think not You are Genius Genius are those who don’t think Think you do , when you don’t know when you know ,no need to think Thinking may enhance thoughts But thoughts need no thinking Always learn from what others

Sleep, Sleep O Moon

Sleep, Sleep O Moon short poem

Sleep, O drowsy moon Laying on garden path As winter sets in. Condensing mist In foaming gist Plays with chill shadows.. Her abrasive form Cold as snow Stiffen all loves. Why she is awake still Like a haunted spirit Brings

Predatory

Predatory short poem

Surge of rage in domes of violence skins the history, becomes a frozen embryo of genetic markers, shimmers in society, race and native shirts. Enters into the creation of a saga accomplished by advancing poppies; there was no connection to

Space And Time.

Space And Time. prose poem

Einstein called it spacetime, opposite sides of the same coin. The Universe is expanding. In fact, science says the expansion is speeding up. But what is it expanding into? Time gives us a clue. What is time expanding into? Yesterday

Drought

Drought ballad

Our love came in the absence of rain. The avocado growers struggled while we grew with the rising temperature. 92, 97, 113 degrees fahrenheit… Not hot enough. We hid in dried out pools. We showered together to save water. We

Dot The I

Dot The I short poem

It is your birthday. I wish you well. In my humble soul you will always dwell. I dried my memories, I answered my ”why” With my silence I dot the i. What is a birthday? Joy or a tear? A

Strength

Strength short poem

Remember the times when you were younger You broke your knee and survived a fall You shrugged and smiled and took it in your stride You were so brave and endured it all Laughed it off when others scoffed And

The Other Way

The Other Way short poem

I get up in the morning without ever bothering could I have got up at all I ride the Bike amidst chaotic traffic never ever thinking, could I ever ride again I grab all the junk food into my stomach

Smile

Smile prose poem

It’s important to smile, isn’t it? I can easily tell I am not good at few things and I’m pretty good at few I need not make up for things I don’t want to do. every person on earth is

Her Unmistakable Mistakes

Her Unmistakable Mistakes short poem

Locked my heart , dumped the key, For that sacrifice I never meant to be. Confused between sinistral and dextral, Oh God ! help me before I fall from the pedestal. I owed him tons of endearment so far, But