- Stop! (Before you throw it all away...)-

It's a sad fact
on this poor old planet Earth:
tons of feelings,
are wasted year after year
and tears shed,
that turn into water vapor,
only to worsen
the greenhouse effect.

Isn't it a paradox
that global warming
is somehow the deed
of ice-cold hearts
that leave others shivering?

Just think,
what happens
to love given away for nothing,
a gaze conveniently ignored,
an intention bluntly misunderstood?

Is there an incinerator
for old love poems
forgotten in a drawer?

Has anyone seen
a landfill
where unwanted kisses
are left to kiss the dust?

Surely, there must be a way
in this world of pollution
and toxic invasion
to restore those broken treasures
and bring back to life
forests of tender thoughts.

I'm not an expert,
I'm just inquiring:
is there a way to recycle
rejected inner beauty
and unrequited love?