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Buzz Jan 2014
Ah, some good old fresh pancakes
So fluffy and chewy
A nice meal like that
Gives a joy to start the day

Some eggs to be cracked
A cup of flour or two
A chilling pour of milk
And a pinch of salt to give the woo

Blend some banana with the batter
And then cooking starts on the hot pan
Give em' nice and crispy
and don't burn them if you can

The stack has been done
Now it's time for the grand eating
The glazing honey flows lazily
On the butter that starts oozing

A stab with the fork counts an ending to the pancakes
To be eating them makes my heart ache
As to such beauty to come with such a simple dish
Well, time to fulfill my belly's wish
Buzz Jan 2014
Yes, you are gorgeous
Makes me love drunk all day
How you are gorgeous you asked?
Words can't even give a brief explanation

Your gorgeousness
Is beyond this world
Something I never seen
Never to be detected in the milky way
Deflecting every radio waves

Your gorgeousness
Is something that cannot be seen
By the naked eye
Reflecting every traces of light
Causing internal reflection
Forming rainbows around the sky

Your gorgeousness
Is poison
Kills me inside and out
Accelerates the drums of my heartbeat
Nearing me to my dear grave

Yes, you are gorgeous
Can it be true?
I'm not sure if it is affecting everyone else
But, I guarantee you
I have fallen head over heels for you
Buzz Jan 2014
When I'm gone
Incinerate the literacy I have created
Spread the dust on my poor grave
Or throw it in the pacific ocean or somewhere
So that I may see
The world start a revolution
Without my help

When I'm gone
Make sure to keep my identity
Never tell them the death of me
For I am afraid
For that I would become famous
After I die
Synonym to other ancient poets

When I'm gone
The world will surely succumb to chaos
Bury me deep into the ground
Deep as you can
So that my body won't be harm
By bombs and explosions
And will decay properly
Wills of the poet
Buzz Jan 2014
....your fined-tuned beauty
As if a goddess has been reincarnated
to an embodiment as yours
The way your lushious hair is displaced by the wind
And aligned in a perfect mess after settling down
The eyes of yours, as if they were two ponds
under a full lunar beam
reflecting mysteries into my heart
Your eyelashes are like the grass
surrounding the fathomless pond
covered with glimmering droplets of dew
to complement the eyes of yours
Your face, a mark of true beauty
which signifies your pure heart
And a smile of yours
from your mesmerising lips
can make any mens' day
Your laugh
gigling in shyness
was a habit for you
but it was and will always wil be
beautiful
The humility of yours
was too much
It was just, so wrong to see such a humbled woman
Your humility defeated me

When you are drowning with sadness,
I will be there to rescue you from the horrendous flood
When you are eaten by depression
I will be the one to pull you back up
from the belly of the beast.
When you are cold, alone and lost
I will the Sun to provide you warmth
I will the lustering light to guide you
I will be the one to be by your side

(Insert name here), you truly are the one that I want to look after.
Just some romantic poem I had created. Do try on somebody, haha
Buzz Jan 2014
Is not my fault that I'm a maniac
As time goes by, my mental conscious seems to fade
The memories that have accompanied the lyrics so far
......What a catch

Are we growing up, or just going down?
I remembered the time that we used to be alone together
Now, where did the party go?
I know I'm halfed-doom and you're semi-sweet
But sugar, we are still going down swinging

So, douse yourself with cheap perfume
Because I will raise you back like a phoenix
Eventhough I got troubled thoughts and a self-esteem to match
I promised you anything for another shot at life
For all the times we had together
.......Thanks for the memories
Tribute to Fall Out Boy. This is made by a bunch lyrics from their songs.
Buzz Jan 2014
Is all that is seems is true?
Surely, the world is full of deception.
Life must have a place to hold
A religion plays it's role
Moulding the damaged world with truth

Is is said that it is corrupted with terrorism
So to be fair, some of us went astray from the teaching.

But don't be fooled by the corrupted medias
Especially the one that tries to tear us
Alas, we are resilient
Undivided, we shall stand
Thick and thin, we hold hands
In the world where trickery plays it's demise
For you people, please realized
Unknown to you, yes we are
Learn about us, and the history so far.
If I were to offend any side, then I deeply apologize. Just some words I want to express.

ps. Try looking at the first letters of each line.
Buzz Jan 2014
An intro which starts with a dramatic entry
An outburst of prologue will do the trick
suspensely reveals the theme of the literacy
A sudden emotion starts devouring

Sadness, a great weapon of the typical poet
The emoish feeling is spun into small fibrous pieces
And it is scattered everywhere
The tales from fragile broken heart
The melody from the failed dreams
The rhymes that accompanied the tears in the bedroom
Dark and Depressed
A dash of sorrow
A tiny hint of regret
A spoonful full of hope

Abstract sentences created mindlessly
"howl of heart in a burning forest where the greyish sky pours acid to the pavement"
Words spreaded meaninglessly
"To beyond I listen stars collide eternal nightmare"
Emotions flow out endlessly

An ending is crested on the blank
After all is poured out
Awaits for another day
To compile the emotion inside the chest
To be released ragingly
A typical poet
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