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Parin Aug 2020
Now even my dreams inflict me with pain,
The dreams that once used to be my happy place,
Which once used to be my escape
From the bitter reality,
That I can taste constantly on my tongue,
That very tongue which I once used to say only honey sweet words,
But now speaks only unpleasant and petulantly.
Oh how much I am longing for just a taste of sugar,
Maybe just once.
Lane O Aug 2020
Skin like porcelain
Ivory, milk and honey
Your kiss pacifies
TheWitheredSoul Aug 2020
Our love was like a fictious honey ***,
Never in a thousand years would  i
Have peeked in to find out
If our honey *** really had any honey because
I loved the thought of existence of that honeypot
More than the possibility of having honey in it.

My Fictious honeypot gave me  
A taste of what it feels like to have hope,

I wasn't disappointed because
We didnt have a honey in our fictious ***.

I was disappointed because we broke the ***
and We will never be able to go back to the way it was.
No matter what we say to ourselves, When we lose hope in a relationship there is nothing really that can be done regarding that, Seems like I never really had any relationship to begin with rather than a Fictious Honeypot without Honey.
José Vaca Jul 2020
Refined white lies.
Increased hate crimes.
Blood spike death rise.
Black lives chastised.
Allies demonized.
**** ring enterprise.
Children traumatized.
Elites organize.
Information ostracized.
Revolution televised.
Oppressive systems capsize.
As we the people synchronize.
Through the day butterflies.
Though at night fire fly’s.
Colonizers vandalized.
Hate symbols pulverized.
Say no more, mobilize.
Dream no more, visualize.
Social justice normalized.
War and famine neutralized.
Empathy not sympathy.
Happiness not jealousy.
Peace and love, no room for hate.
Like bumble bees let’s cultivate.

Replacing sugar with honey.
Sirad Jul 2020
Anticipating the split between two colonies
Honeybees swarm to protect their queen

Encircled by her children
The swarm become one nervous system
Moving to the sound of rhythmic beats

I swallowed the swarm
Now safe within my centerpiece
Inside my muscular comb
They found new cavities to live in
Lyn-Purcell Jul 2020

Honey-kisssed curls dance
Calm, she whistles while she works
Nectar on her lips


This haiku is dedicated to Melissa, the Goddess of Honey.

Another goddess who I adore even though there isn't much about her either. Anytime I see bees, I like to think that its Melissa calling them as their Queen, haha! I always love to live in a world of make believe.
Thank you so so much for 368, followers, that's honestly amazing!🙏🌹💜
Here's the link for the growing collection:
https://hellopoetry.com/collection/132853/the-women-of-myth/
Be back tomorrow with another one!
Much love,
Lyn 💜
Raul M Murray Jul 2020
Woman your pretty as a flower
Scented like the dainty petals
I’m attracted to you like a bumblebee
Is to honey, I love you glamour
I fly to other sweet flowers
Savouring the fragrance of mother nature
I buzz back, your above the rest and better
Makes me want to sample your spirit
Lipstick colour like a petal, eyes that glitters
Fluttering around as your hips flow in the wind
Winnie Pooh even comes for the nectar
Every bee approaches to pollinate
A floret perfect for mankind
Michael R Burch Jul 2020
honeybee
by michael r. burch

love was a little treble thing—
prone to sing
and (sometimes) to sting

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honeydew
by michael r. burch

i sampled honeysuckle
and it made my taste buds buckle!

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Kissin’ ’n’ buzzin’
by Michael R. Burch

Kissin’ ’n’ buzzin’
the bees rise
in a dizzy circle of two.
Oh, when I’m with you,
I feel like kissin’ ’n’ buzzin’ too.

Keywords/Tags: love, bee, honeybee, honey, rhyme, haiku, nature, treble, song, sing, singer, sting, stinger, barb, poison

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"Lu Zhai" ("Deer Park")
by **** Wei (699-759)
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Uninhabited hills ...
except that now and again the silence is broken
by something like the sound of distant voices
as the sun's sinking rays illuminate lichens ...

**** Wei (699-759) was a Chinese poet, musician, painter, and politician during the Tang dynasty. He had 29 poems included in the 18th-century anthology Three Hundred Tang Poems. "Lu Zhai" ("Deer Park") is one of his best-known poems.

Keywords/Tags: epigram, epigrams, **** Wei, Chinese, translation, nature, animal, deer, park, hills, silence, sound, voices, wind, voice, sun, rays, illuminate, peace, growth, wisdom
Adrianna S E-B Jul 2020
The sweet lies you tell drip off your lips like honey.
I know that they are not true but I love when they come from you.
Every lie makes me think that one day they could be, but they're not cause they are word from you.
With every 'I love you' or 'I want to be with you' hits me in the heart like maybe this could for once be true.
However these are just meaningless words that will never be honest.
They are just lies that you say to get your way and break an already broken heart.
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