will this website always give me bulb,
I am tired of this word,
It is something that lights up my room,
something that lights up the trees in the spring,
It does not sound important
but it is.
bulb, the bulb is dim today…i’m so tired…I want to shake my head and wake myself up…turn the light on, change the bulb and make it bright again. he lights up my life like a mega watt bulb, I can’t imagine my life without him anymore. wow, kinda scary but lovely
Bulb is the shape of a work colleague’s head. The bad thing about this is that he is balding quite baldy (sorry, I meant badly.) And the wise thing to do normally would be to go for the retired criminal look like Phil Collins in Buster or something but his head is such a bulbous shape he already looks like a fool and a bit Casper-ish.
it shone so bright, though did hurt my eyes quite a bit and used far too much electricity… maybe i should turn it off every now and then. or use a candle, that would certainly save my eyes and a bit of electricity, which is a great thing these days, especially with the price of glasses and i’m not so keen on them anyhow… don’t want to look intellectual or that… but i suppose you can plant them in gardens too which is nice. not now though as it’s coming up to winter, but in spring when the sun comes and the days begin to get longer, how nice that would be. though of course i need a garden! I have some pots, i know next spring i shall do that. though not sure what flowers.. maybe better veg, then i can eat it all, yum yum!!
The light bulb is an amazing invention. It rbings light with a filament and replaced candles. Althought candles are still used as a symbol of romance. The romantic origin of candles is not known, but they are certainly easier to put out than lights, just blow! Candles are a much more primitive form of the lightbulb, with both relying on different types of fire or sparks. A candle has a naked flame while a light bulb has an electrical current through a filament.
did you see the light bulb?? the color of it?? I always thought a red light meant prostitution. sometimes i wonder if a person’s bulb is ever quite lit up. have you ever seen an ugly bulb of a flower only to realize that in a matter of weeks it can turn in to the most beautiful flower???
and i planted and planted to see the petals but spring came and: nothing. summer came and: nothing. tulips for miles and miles in my mind and in the garden: nothing. so i dig it up and throw it away so that i can be the one who decides.
The light on the ceiling was flickering and the water leaked in from the roof. It was such a cliche thing to be living that I was disheartened by the lack of originality. I felt like a hack. I took socks out the the drawer and started throwing them at the light to break it.
the light from the bulb makes you face glow with a strange colour i haven seen before. how many men does it take to screw in a lightbulb, most of the time i say just one, but obviously i’m boring. i need to do my work right now, but apparently stumble upon dot come wants me to fail out of yale. well i wrote.
Darkness overtook the room. Guess the light bulb went out again. I once again had to get up to replace the light. Its weird , this is the fourth one this week. I just don’t understand what is making them go out so quick.
I slipped as I ran faster and faster through the pouring rain right into a puddle of muck.
“Could this get any worse?” I mumbled to myself. I didn’t get up until my whole body was completely numb.
Sighing to myself i started up again, splashing myself as if i could get any wetter.
I think if I could see myself my skin would be pale with cold and my lips would take on a blue. Perhaps even my hair would hang in brown icicles?
A light came toward me and i summoned up the voice enough to croak “Hello?”
The light moved faster closer and closer toward me ’till i could determine the shape of a bulb in a lamp.
Jesus had a lightbulb. Jesus ate babies. Jesus was loling at teh n00bz, so he went on COD4 and pwnd for a bit, but he’s a noob using noobtube, so everyone was like LEAVE NOOB, and Jesus was like LOL and he rpg’d his team mates at spawn. What a noob.
It’s time for me to plant a tulip bulb…or more for sure. But when I do, the squirrels always confound me, digging them up and eating or replanting so in April a flash of purple, pink or fire red will spring up where I don’t expect it dazzling me with its beauty.
i bet you think that seeing the word bulb that i would type light BULB.
but nope, you thought wrong.
bulb is a weird word.
in a way.
bulb bulb bulb.
fishies make that kinda sound
El espacio oscuro se vio roto cuando el bombillo se encendio de repente, la pupila se contrajo rapidamente y sin embargo el preso no pudo evitar una mueca fotofobica.
The lightbulb springs up from the swamp. What does a lightbulb do, springing up from the swamp like that, you might ask? Well, bright light, ask the bulb! How else do travellers get lost?
Bulb says I am burning
go to sleep
but I payed for it
and I pay for what burns it
so burn
and I ain’t shaving my beard either
I’m working for the greater common good.
So burn bulb, burn, burn the night away,
I plant you
you grow
You flower
you cut yourself from me
wither
I think you’ve died
but beneath the surface
there you are
ready to begin again
with
or without me
Its the same word as it was on friday. this is crazy. how can i write the same thing or the same idea as i wrote on friday. that is what a bulb reminds me of. a new spark everytime, every moment. the light that fills the globule is not the same light as before.
It was out. Just like that, her bulb was burnt out; now, amidst everyone in her class, she stood there paralyzed with fear, perplexed. What was she thinking.
So dead, so ugly
On the shelves in Fred Meyer
I hurry past on the way to the milk
Not caring that appearances are deceiving
Not caring what it will change to come spring
Right now I need my groceries
And have no time for potential beauty
He was thinking about how bulbous his head had become over the years. His thoughts taxed his mental wattage. The irony of it all- having spent 40 years working at westinghouse and now staring at a lightbulb shaped head in the mirror was too much.
THIS WORLD IS FULL OF AMAZING THINGS AND IF YOU DO NOT TAKE LIKE FOR WHAT IT IS YOU WILL BE ALL OUT OF TIME.. SOMETIMES YOU CAN LOOK AROUND YOU AND SEE THAT THE SMALLEST THINGS IN LIFE CAN BRING YOU JOY.. DO NOT TAKE LIFE FOR GRANTED AND YOU WILL SEE THAT LIFE IS GOOD..@@@!!!! TRUST ME.. LIFE IS BETTER THAN GOOD ITS GREAT.
Bulbs are nature’s best surprise. You put them in the ground, dark and cold, and in early spring, forgotten with the ugliness of winter, beautiful flowers poke their heads skyward.
bulb like a tulip.
like an onion.
like a clove of garlic.
the food of life.
I eat
I sleep
I look into the tulip bulb
a light turns on
A Light Bulb
So bright it burns the Food.
a Light.. Small and breakable. comes in a package that is paper thin. No pun intended. But scissors come on hard plastic that you need scissors to get into.. But we need light to see.. amazing.
there was a light, but it wasn’t only a light,this particular light was a bulb. it was screwed into a lamp in my room and whenever i needed light, the bulb would provide it for me.
I needed to feel like you were there, so I kept the light at our bedside table on. When you were away one night, the bulb burnt out. I had never felt so alone in my entire life.
bulb lamp glowed so bright I can’t believe it. We’re all going to burn in this light. We’re turn into dust partials and float through the air like we were never there. I needed to feel that you were there, and your light proved that to me.
I placed you in the ground
Hoping against hope that you would grow
Into a testament to myself
To burst forth from the earth
Declaring that someone
Once cared enough
To pick a spot
And place you in it,
Delicately covering you with a soft layer of earth
Hoping and praying for you to be an answer
To their dreams.
The bulb went out as they entered the house. They slowly walked towards the fireplace looking for shelter from the windy night. They had been tracked by wolves for over 356 miles and were exhausted from not having eaten in several days. It was truly dark in the house without the aid of the light.
The bulb was small, but I wondered where it belonged. There were so many different Christmas ornaments my mother had – what would make this one so special to be saved, alone, in original packaging? I unwrapped it and wondered why it was there. The box was completely cleaned out and nothing was left inside. I suppose it was for some memorable decoration…
I look up at the lamp post illuminating my sorrowful body as I await for my cab to arrive. I look up to see the post’s blaring, bright bulb staring down at me with a sincere pity.
will this website always give me bulb,
I am tired of this word,
It is something that lights up my room,
something that lights up the trees in the spring,
It does not sound important
but it is.
bulb, the bulb is dim today…i’m so tired…I want to shake my head and wake myself up…turn the light on, change the bulb and make it bright again. he lights up my life like a mega watt bulb, I can’t imagine my life without him anymore. wow, kinda scary but lovely
Bulb is the shape of a work colleague’s head. The bad thing about this is that he is balding quite baldy (sorry, I meant badly.) And the wise thing to do normally would be to go for the retired criminal look like Phil Collins in Buster or something but his head is such a bulbous shape he already looks like a fool and a bit Casper-ish.
it shone so bright, though did hurt my eyes quite a bit and used far too much electricity… maybe i should turn it off every now and then. or use a candle, that would certainly save my eyes and a bit of electricity, which is a great thing these days, especially with the price of glasses and i’m not so keen on them anyhow… don’t want to look intellectual or that… but i suppose you can plant them in gardens too which is nice. not now though as it’s coming up to winter, but in spring when the sun comes and the days begin to get longer, how nice that would be. though of course i need a garden! I have some pots, i know next spring i shall do that. though not sure what flowers.. maybe better veg, then i can eat it all, yum yum!!
The light bulb flashes at the top of my head and i begin to smile. i’m glad you lit up my life.
The light bulb is an amazing invention. It rbings light with a filament and replaced candles. Althought candles are still used as a symbol of romance. The romantic origin of candles is not known, but they are certainly easier to put out than lights, just blow! Candles are a much more primitive form of the lightbulb, with both relying on different types of fire or sparks. A candle has a naked flame while a light bulb has an electrical current through a filament.
did you see the light bulb?? the color of it?? I always thought a red light meant prostitution. sometimes i wonder if a person’s bulb is ever quite lit up. have you ever seen an ugly bulb of a flower only to realize that in a matter of weeks it can turn in to the most beautiful flower???
The bulb is to me a vey high wall of flowers, that becomes the sky when the moon becomes itself silvery opaline.
and i planted and planted to see the petals but spring came and: nothing. summer came and: nothing. tulips for miles and miles in my mind and in the garden: nothing. so i dig it up and throw it away so that i can be the one who decides.
The light on the ceiling was flickering and the water leaked in from the roof. It was such a cliche thing to be living that I was disheartened by the lack of originality. I felt like a hack. I took socks out the the drawer and started throwing them at the light to break it.
the light from the bulb makes you face glow with a strange colour i haven seen before. how many men does it take to screw in a lightbulb, most of the time i say just one, but obviously i’m boring. i need to do my work right now, but apparently stumble upon dot come wants me to fail out of yale. well i wrote.
Darkness overtook the room. Guess the light bulb went out again. I once again had to get up to replace the light. Its weird , this is the fourth one this week. I just don’t understand what is making them go out so quick.
I slipped as I ran faster and faster through the pouring rain right into a puddle of muck.
“Could this get any worse?” I mumbled to myself. I didn’t get up until my whole body was completely numb.
Sighing to myself i started up again, splashing myself as if i could get any wetter.
I think if I could see myself my skin would be pale with cold and my lips would take on a blue. Perhaps even my hair would hang in brown icicles?
A light came toward me and i summoned up the voice enough to croak “Hello?”
The light moved faster closer and closer toward me ’till i could determine the shape of a bulb in a lamp.
Jesus had a lightbulb. Jesus ate babies. Jesus was loling at teh n00bz, so he went on COD4 and pwnd for a bit, but he’s a noob using noobtube, so everyone was like LEAVE NOOB, and Jesus was like LOL and he rpg’d his team mates at spawn. What a noob.
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flower bulb
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It’s time for me to plant a tulip bulb…or more for sure. But when I do, the squirrels always confound me, digging them up and eating or replanting so in April a flash of purple, pink or fire red will spring up where I don’t expect it dazzling me with its beauty.
i bet you think that seeing the word bulb that i would type light BULB.
but nope, you thought wrong.
bulb is a weird word.
in a way.
bulb bulb bulb.
fishies make that kinda sound
El espacio oscuro se vio roto cuando el bombillo se encendio de repente, la pupila se contrajo rapidamente y sin embargo el preso no pudo evitar una mueca fotofobica.
Her nose was bulbous
The little man in the canoe
Was circular as well.
Coincidence? I think not!
something is changing.
flashflashflash.
The lightbulb springs up from the swamp. What does a lightbulb do, springing up from the swamp like that, you might ask? Well, bright light, ask the bulb! How else do travellers get lost?
Bulb says I am burning
go to sleep
but I payed for it
and I pay for what burns it
so burn
and I ain’t shaving my beard either
I’m working for the greater common good.
So burn bulb, burn, burn the night away,
I plant you
you grow
You flower
you cut yourself from me
wither
I think you’ve died
but beneath the surface
there you are
ready to begin again
with
or without me
Its the same word as it was on friday. this is crazy. how can i write the same thing or the same idea as i wrote on friday. that is what a bulb reminds me of. a new spark everytime, every moment. the light that fills the globule is not the same light as before.
It was out. Just like that, her bulb was burnt out; now, amidst everyone in her class, she stood there paralyzed with fear, perplexed. What was she thinking.
So dead, so ugly
On the shelves in Fred Meyer
I hurry past on the way to the milk
Not caring that appearances are deceiving
Not caring what it will change to come spring
Right now I need my groceries
And have no time for potential beauty
He was thinking about how bulbous his head had become over the years. His thoughts taxed his mental wattage. The irony of it all- having spent 40 years working at westinghouse and now staring at a lightbulb shaped head in the mirror was too much.
THIS WORLD IS FULL OF AMAZING THINGS AND IF YOU DO NOT TAKE LIKE FOR WHAT IT IS YOU WILL BE ALL OUT OF TIME.. SOMETIMES YOU CAN LOOK AROUND YOU AND SEE THAT THE SMALLEST THINGS IN LIFE CAN BRING YOU JOY.. DO NOT TAKE LIFE FOR GRANTED AND YOU WILL SEE THAT LIFE IS GOOD..@@@!!!! TRUST ME.. LIFE IS BETTER THAN GOOD ITS GREAT.
Bulbs are nature’s best surprise. You put them in the ground, dark and cold, and in early spring, forgotten with the ugliness of winter, beautiful flowers poke their heads skyward.
the light bulb was going to fall for sure.
Sally was standing right under it
and she wasn’t safe..No one else noticed so I was her only hope.
“Sally..” I began to say, and then it fell..
shattered everywhere..
blood…everywhere
bulb like a tulip.
like an onion.
like a clove of garlic.
the food of life.
I eat
I sleep
I look into the tulip bulb
a light turns on
A Light Bulb
So bright it burns the Food.
a Light.. Small and breakable. comes in a package that is paper thin. No pun intended. But scissors come on hard plastic that you need scissors to get into.. But we need light to see.. amazing.
there was a light, but it wasn’t only a light,this particular light was a bulb. it was screwed into a lamp in my room and whenever i needed light, the bulb would provide it for me.
I needed to feel like you were there, so I kept the light at our bedside table on. When you were away one night, the bulb burnt out. I had never felt so alone in my entire life.
bulb lamp glowed so bright I can’t believe it. We’re all going to burn in this light. We’re turn into dust partials and float through the air like we were never there. I needed to feel that you were there, and your light proved that to me.
I placed you in the ground
Hoping against hope that you would grow
Into a testament to myself
To burst forth from the earth
Declaring that someone
Once cared enough
To pick a spot
And place you in it,
Delicately covering you with a soft layer of earth
Hoping and praying for you to be an answer
To their dreams.
The bulb went out as they entered the house. They slowly walked towards the fireplace looking for shelter from the windy night. They had been tracked by wolves for over 356 miles and were exhausted from not having eaten in several days. It was truly dark in the house without the aid of the light.
The bulb was small, but I wondered where it belonged. There were so many different Christmas ornaments my mother had – what would make this one so special to be saved, alone, in original packaging? I unwrapped it and wondered why it was there. The box was completely cleaned out and nothing was left inside. I suppose it was for some memorable decoration…
The bulb in the lamp, glowed harshly. Shining the outward glow outward to the room, causing the shadows to dance on the walls.
I look up at the lamp post illuminating my sorrowful body as I await for my cab to arrive. I look up to see the post’s blaring, bright bulb staring down at me with a sincere pity.