Best Annoyance Poems
can u tell me whomwhatwhere I am
or is everyone to blame
must i lose all Butt one limbs
and never hope to be the sames
I hide the mymemine unto all within'ins
and neverthewheretohereforwondery i was given
I don't know who u the Fu_k u r (emma)
I don't know why the Fu_k u r alive
But now I'm Aliveeeeeeeeeeee x four.
Capture, imprison, torture, mame, kill, set in motion , consider me
fake free and reset my soft soul aghast afire aspire so we gonad disagree
and catapault our doured desire decreed to a lightspeed stud unintended
in an each others doubledoubt, and are never in Needs Sleep'
of each other again, cold promise prism ed and feverent of a drop dead desire.
Take, seek, hold, love u, says no future me in a present pic
To you I am only a one moment of a pissed off past time promised
You saw in me and only in me, that OHIO boydunce dumbass
wishme was you wanto notto canto maybe?? diff in your socioclitiro
promisepremise that sillosuited your pillowpussy preferences in multiple
measures male militant, yet in the final sociocomehithermalermeter,
it was all a meremalematterhusbominus of vas def/difference diligence. Find a hole in the femalefalsewhale wall that TIMMERS r aplenty and they lay yr loins loyaly indignent unto a penalplay of Oreagonase ****** statute of unimmarital prepostincompliant prepost Tim, pleasure to get yrself to a BETTER ***** lounge, Eitheror, neither nor, one is whore and the never is torn tween shall ever meetgreet again; Cockaldodado!!!!
I am through with you. Or as Lester says, "You don't get to tell me what to do, ever again."
Constant 'wooshing' noise
Through a broken car window
Driving me insane
why do you exasperate me so?
every single day
a new opportunity
to get ’neath my skin
you thrive so on making inconvenience
your favorite hobby of annoyance
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Posted on February 24, 2019
Curtains fall
Amazing,
How people assume they can mold
Not a pot but your life
People believe they have opinions
A right to coerce the steps in your life choices
A truth told by someone else
Isn’t your truth
People only have ideas
You may pick up
No, right just their offers behind the curtains
It easy for them to mistaken
And it’s your right to undervalue their opinion
Not that it counts
~Sindy Onyejekwe
an annoying fly
insists on sharing my lunch
two attempts...and splat!
written August 13, 2021
The dew, sunshine, autumn and spring
Nature stirs in virtue and the birds sing
Heart and soul flying on vibrant wings
With joy and delight in ample swing
In my garden with beauty and grace
I sit merging with serenity and calm
Imbued with harmony and accord
Passing a day of fulfillment and ease
In the company of boughs and leaves
With beauty of flowers ready to bloom
Rejoicing aroma of retreating autumn
In cool breeze, subtle sun and blue sky
Beyond good and bad, high and low
Away from turmoil of worldly banes
In embrace of my vibe and ambiance
I live moments in silence and ecstasy
I'd like to have some silence.
Give me a little space, would you?
Stop talking, I don't care.
I need a little time.
We need a little break.
I find your eyes across the room.
My hands reach out in front of me,
Only to strangle the thin air.
When I see people with dull contentment
Lulled by pathetic and placid satisfaction
Forget to fight the wrongs heaped on them
I feel very much agitated and uncomfortable.
When I see people making merry with glee
Immersed in their own self-centred joys
And remain indifferent to others’ miseries
I feel very much agitated and uncomfortable.
When I see people gripped with self-progress
Singularly obsessed to achieve it somehow
And show no concern to problems of others
I feel very much agitated and uncomfortable.
When I see people amassing resources filthy
By resorting to fair or foul means copiously
Ignoring the sad plight of their fellow beings
I feel very much agitated and uncomfortable.
When I see people practicing discrimination
With their own brethren unapologetically
Forgetting the oneness of spirit all- pervading
I feel very much agitated and uncomfortable.
Annoyance
I love to peruse dating online,
You never know, who you may find
Brave patrons there, looking for love
Profiles varied, spelling misused.
Photos atop for all to see
But the biggest annoyance that comes to me,
Are faces with sunglasses, hiding their eyes
Like mysterious idiots thinking their spies!
Scared of revealing the eyes of the soul,
So what kind of love do you think you’ll behold?
You’re profile’s out there, the world to find
Get rid of sunglasses unless you are blind!
This verse offers such flowers,
gives them to us,
presents a vase of verse
so simply, yet with grace.
So simply, too, do we
receive them with that grace,
presented as they are
within this dainty vase.
Such a vase, with grace,
such flowers, with grace,
such a vase of verse
containing those flowers with finesse.
Why do we try so hard to create
verse for flowers and a vase
employing such a dainty voice
while we curse so much, oh yes, so much?
(Jul 2022)
Feel like an annoyance every damn day
Now old and useless, a teener should've stayed
Young, brash and chipper
Was a sweet wee nipper
Now a stumbling old retard needing constant aid
LOL
Her chatter annoyed her Queen one day
Afflicted she could only echo what others say,
In time she just wasted away,
rejected by the lover of her choice,
'til she became,just a voice.
The legendary nymph Echo,her lover was Narcissis
Oh, what a hideous subject to cross my path,
Addition, subtraction, division, multiplication,
Percentages and fractions, those I can grasp,
But the rest, oh, I wish to throw you in the pit,
I can’t see your point of view no matter what you do.
To me, you're the dragon that bites off my head,
A vicious lion, while I’m the innocent bunny that is caught in your claws.
You're the shark, and I am the fish you are gobbling up,
So don’t pretend that you're a friend to me.
I truly dislike you,
When you appear on my screen.
I imagine a million ways to get rid of you,
I'd toss you in a garbage disposal,
Watch you grind up into a million different pieces.
I'd throw you into the deepest part of the ocean's,
I wouldn’t be sad as I watch you sink.
Oh, if only I could launch you into space,
So fast that NASA would think you’re a UFO.
I wouldn’t regret your departure,
So far that you crash-land on Jupiter's third moon.
But in the end, it’s all just fantasy,
For it’s clear you’ll most likely be the death of me,
Before my school years are through.
Feel like an annoyance every damn day
Now old and useless, a toddler I should've stayed
Young, brash and chipper
Was this sweet wee nipper
Now a stumbling old retard needing constant aid
Feel like an annoyance every damn day
Now old and crotchety, a teener should've stayed
Young, brash and chipper
Was this sweet wee nipper
Now a stumbling old retard needing constant aid