Vacuum Cleaner Poem by yoonoos peerbocus

Vacuum Cleaner

Rating: 4.7


Powered by the super power
of the sun of electricity
the peace prize promoting city
the vacuum cleaner, dusts
better than any guest of dust
but unscavenged
is the world's body seeping sore
with carnage, genocide, terrorism
where rain runs red
on the leftover humanity
whose suffering is hard to touch
and harder still to be buried
in man's conscience
whose putrefaction rising, rises
endangering the air
the survivors breathe
and as warriors of peace
still warring against hatred
and fighting for love
as man's kinsmen.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jeanette Telusma 08 April 2018

A wonderful write focusing on the issues found in society today.

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Balnarayana Bandam 08 April 2018

dear sir very nice poem /with thanks

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Rebecca Navarre 08 April 2018

Beautifully Deep And Powerfully Touching Poem! ! ! ! ! Thank You Ever So Much For Sharing This! ! ! ! ! Endless 10S! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! +++++

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Anil Kumar Panda 09 April 2018

Very nice poem and meaningful too. Enjoyed.

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Pasquale Dimeola 09 April 2018

Very thought provoking. We are going through the pressure cooker era now.

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A poem on bloodshed and sufferings of the people of Chicago city. Very intellegently and attractively versified

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Kesav Easwaran 02 February 2019

It appears as if the world needs a Divine Vacuum Cleaner. True words. Let us hope for sustained peace.10 plus

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Khairul Ahsan 04 January 2019

'where rain runs red on the leftover humanity whose suffering is hard to touch and harder still to be buried' - dangerous situation!

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Vaidyanathan Ram Iyer Channel 06 September 2018

Nice to read with beautiful words.

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Nice write. Forceful. Thanks for sharing.

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