"bzzzzz" poems - Hello Poetry

with a lilt and a tilt Ha, I shall go the while roving over bush and meadows with a hop and a jump like a kangaroo I’ll be away the while avoiding the roads with a zzzzz and bzzzzz like a busy bee I’ll fly the while over flowers and gardens and the free open space with a bounce and a quiet look I’ll crawl and hide in quiet burrows the while like introduced rabbits chased by farmers and with a swing and a flip a light somersault in the air I’ll be back before you can say: “dolphins and whales” with a lilt and a tilt Ha, I shall go the while roving over bush and meadows

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Oct 12, 2010

Oct 12, 2010 at 2:41 PM UTC

raj-arumugam

with a lilt and a tilt

with a lilt and a tilt Ha, I shall go the while roving over bush and meadows with a hop and a jump like a kangaroo I’ll be away the while avoiding the roads with a zzzzz and bzzzzz like a busy bee I’ll fly the while over flowers and gardens and the free open space with a bounce and a quiet look I’ll crawl and hide in quiet burrows the while like introduced rabbits chased by farmers and with a swing and a flip a light somersault in the air I’ll be back before you can say: “dolphins and whales” with a lilt and a tilt Ha, I shall go the while roving over bush and meadows

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Now it's all gone Those words I was just thinking in my head. 1st step ..think 2nd ..write Put pen to paper My brain is fried I forgot Bzzzzz, bzzzzzz Go have your head examined. I did and now, No more sounds, just Bzzzzz, bzzzzz, bzzzzzz Teeth clenched, toes curled Ha, if I didn't know better Bzzzzz, bzzzzzz Same look ******** That's some ***** kind of love Strapped down, at least 5 possible Ankles, wrist, head and one across the chest, maybe. No, we need to make sure her heart is free. In case we defib ri late tor her She must be drugged. Stick a needle in her vein "Relax, sweetie. You won't remember a thing". ******** that warmth from my head to my toes. Ok, ready let's go. Bzzzzz, bzzzzzz Teeth clenched, toes bent, look her hands grasping the tool so hard. Bzzzzz, bzzzzz, bzzzzzz "Do you think it's enough". "Yes, we are done". Erasing part of me. I jumped out of that window and ran. Like Chief Out of the cuckoo' s nest. They tried to erase me. Was I so mad? Bzzzzz, bzzzzz. He said I'll hold on to you. I'll go to hell with you and back. I won't let go. I remember that. That's being loved. A lunatic's love story.

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Jul 4, 2016

Jul 4, 2016 at 1:07 PM UTC

Gingermoon

A lunatic's love story

Now it's all gone Those words I was just thinking in my head. 1st step ..think 2nd ..write Put pen to paper My brain is fried I forgot Bzzzzz, bzzzzzz Go have your head examined. I did and now, No more sounds, just Bzzzzz, bzzzzz, bzzzzzz Teeth clenched, toes curled Ha, if I didn't know better Bzzzzz, bzzzzzz Same look ******** That's some ***** kind of love Strapped down, at least 5 possible Ankles, wrist, head and one across the chest, maybe. No, we need to make sure her heart is free. In case we defib ri late tor her She must be drugged. Stick a needle in her vein "Relax, sweetie. You won't remember a thing". ******** that warmth from my head to my toes. Ok, ready let's go. Bzzzzz, bzzzzzz Teeth clenched, toes bent, look her hands grasping the tool so hard. Bzzzzz, bzzzzz, bzzzzzz "Do you think it's enough". "Yes, we are done". Erasing part of me. I jumped out of that window and ran. Like Chief Out of the cuckoo' s nest. They tried to erase me. Was I so mad? Bzzzzz, bzzzzz. He said I'll hold on to you. I'll go to hell with you and back. I won't let go. I remember that. That's being loved. A lunatic's love story.

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Bzzz. My head jimmies like a key with Tourette's and I feel what can only be described as a sour taste in my ears. If that's even possible. Bzzzz. My shoulders **** up like mountainous pimples, that appear from nowhere, that I struggle to flatten. If that's even possible. Bzzzzz. My hands are now styrofoam talons at my desk, envious of others' measly yet cranberry soaked toothpicks. Mine almost comfort that son of a ***** How is this possible? Bzzzzzz. I shut my eyes, and I hope he has dropped dead. Though his black and yellow stripes should put him behind bars, he is here to stay in that never-ending cursed halo around my head. How is he possible?

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Mar 3, 2018

Mar 3, 2018 at 4:06 AM UTC

chatterbox

Allergic to Bee(s)

Bzzz. My head jimmies like a key with Tourette's and I feel what can only be described as a sour taste in my ears. If that's even possible. Bzzzz. My shoulders **** up like mountainous pimples, that appear from nowhere, that I struggle to flatten. If that's even possible. Bzzzzz. My hands are now styrofoam talons at my desk, envious of others' measly yet cranberry soaked toothpicks. Mine almost comfort that son of a ***** How is this possible? Bzzzzzz. I shut my eyes, and I hope he has dropped dead. Though his black and yellow stripes should put him behind bars, he is here to stay in that never-ending cursed halo around my head. How is he possible?

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