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Zzz zzz : A Short poem

Updated on September 17, 2012

“Zzz zzz” is my another piece of poetic endeavor. I am a free poet. That means, I write to please myself without caring much about other things. It may be of without any quality or poetic value, I know, but I am not a poet at all.

You may ask me what the theme of my poem is. Answer is I do not know! Yes I have written that words which have come to my fingertips. I was in a quiet depressed mood when I wrote this. Now you reader should read and judge the poem. You shall say what my theme is not I.



ZZZ ZZZ


My name is zzz zzz,

Living in a dead city under a dead sky

Where I flew like a mechanical fly

Over the stones which were once a hill;

A hill proud of its green

And the lives seen unseen.


I am zzz zzz

Living a life full of nothing,

A life multiplied by zero;

In the streets I’ve seen the eyes

Looking at me to see nothing

Zzz is the zombie.


Somewhere in some barren land

Shadows uncountable covers light

The wheel of civilization

Turnig and turning and turning

A flameless cold fire burning

Sounding “zzz zzz zzz”.


Being born only to die

And seeing time passing by

Nothing to do but to wait

For the dreadful hour

Like the Cigarette filter

Only to be thrown away.

In the streets of the city

I’ve seen the faces

Faces that are dying a thousand

Painful deaths crucified in a Tesla tree;

No effort to go out

To break free.

Like the Cigarette filter Only to be thrown away.
Like the Cigarette filter Only to be thrown away.

I am zzz zzz

And I have seen the flicker

Of my greatness living deep inside;

My soul once tried to fly

Like the dragons of Daenerys

Over the exotic fields of Essos.


Sleep that overloads me never comes

Alcohol unable to make colorful

The shapeless landscape to my eyes,

Centuries are passing by

I can feel their slow, slow movement,

A stone is what I am.



If you like my poem please drop a comment, thank you in advance.

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      Writer Fox 5 years ago from the wadi near the little river

      After the new zZz status, we may all be X-Hubbers or Hubbers in Recovery. You can be our leader in Hubber Recovery Rehab.

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      pinappu 5 years ago from India

      Lol... then what will be my religion ? Hubian or Hubaism or Hublam or Hubu or what? :)

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      Writer Fox 5 years ago from the wadi near the little river

      A prophet of Hubs.

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      pinappu 5 years ago from India

      What kind of prophet? @Writer Fox? :)

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      pinappu 5 years ago from India

      Lifes 2nd Chances, sorry for being let to answer your comment. I am greatly honored by your kind words.

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      Writer Fox 5 years ago from the wadi near the little river

      The zZz has taken on a new meaning. You must be a prophet!

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      Colleen Lyon 5 years ago from Kansas City, Missouri

      Very interesting poem. Voted up. It is dark, but the awareness you speak of to the situation and your loss is hopeful. Awareness is the first step to change. Take care, C.

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      pinappu 5 years ago from India

      Thank you Minisha

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      Minisha 5 years ago

      Amazing writeup..

      Must say you really know how to keep the reader engaged..

      Kudos!!!

      http://innocenttedreams.blogspot.in/?m=0

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      pinappu 5 years ago from India

      @iamaudraleigh 6 thank you for your comment. In fact this poem is a result of some deep unknown grief which ( I don't know why) often haunts me down.

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      iamaudraleigh 5 years ago

      I want to praise you for writing such a deep and beautiful poem. On the other hand, I am scared for you. I hope you were/are ok.

      Keep writing poetry and I will follow even more!

      Voted up!

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      pinappu 5 years ago from India

      AudreyHoitt thank you a lot for your valusble comment.

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      Audrey Howitt 5 years ago from California

      There is a starkness to this write that appeals to me--great job!

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      pinappu 5 years ago from India

      Deep thank you very much for your comment.

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      Deep Biswas 5 years ago from India

      Wow! It's been a long time since I read something that good. Great construction, great use of literary devices, keeps the reader interested as the allegorical autobiography unfolds. I came across this poem while hub hopping,I shall now dedicate my rest of the evening to your hubs.