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The drizzle of yet to shower rain,
The breeze of yet to blow wind,
The coldness of eternal spring,
The elasticity in the coils of spring,
Hormones run in arteries and veins.
When the Shower changes into a storm,
When the breeze changes into tornado,
When the coldness changes into fire,
When the suppleness changes into rigidity,
One exits and others enter fiercely.
when we like someone, we forgive them,
when we hate someone, we torture them,
When we are praised, we adore them,
When we are questioned, we doubt them.
As our moods change, the hormone change or,
the hormone changes, our mood changes?
The more the love hormone, we are happy,
The more the fly or fight hormone,
we are sad and bold.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Broken hearts..
How many times,
To how many young adults,
How many of you,
Have told it is too fast,
How many of them listened,
Mostly not listened and brushed aside,
How many shattered hearts,
How many of us have,
And found all around,
All around on the streets,
The power of hormones,
Really too strong to trick the mind,
To break the heart sooner or later,
The power of hormones,
The shower of rain,
The breeze of the wind,
The coldness of eternal spring,
The elasticity in the coil of spring,
It has to stay forever,
Why the broken hearts shiver?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Privileged to pine
You’re my sunshine.
When you are gone,
Gone is the sunshine.
Also my eye-shine.
You’re my Hormone.
When you are gone,
Gone is the Hormone
Also my backbone.
You are my rain.
When you are gone,
Gone is the rain.
So is my lawn.
You are my sway.
When you’re away
There is no way.
I’m in dismay.
You are my soul.
I am your sole.
Make me not lore,
Instead, console.
Albeit your exit
Memory stays put.
If you are out,
I turn a pervert.
Spike has no pain.
But skin had pain.
My heart is slain.
How to explain?
Who is the cause
For this impasse?
And your pause?
I shall ensconce.
You rein my brain
And rule my vein.
As you abstain
I am sore to pine.
Sight is extinct;
Talk is distant;
Chance is defunct.
But you’re extant.
Be whatever they;
See me to stay
And answer my say.
That only I pray.
You fear me, near.
You hear me, afar.
Your heart is ajar.
I only am aware.
I pine and pine
And find it fine
As I imagine
You in my brain.
You may forget.
You may desert.
I can’t repeat.
I can’t retreat.
Tragedy has a melody.
22.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Preserve My Home.
give me thy alimony,
you've affected my hormone,
and distracted my harmony,
you are honey.
poem by Dickson Mseti
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Morning Drizzle
Today
If you find out the rain is rattling outside
Don't put your blanket on
And sleeping again
Today
If you find out the wind doesn't stop whistle
Don't close your ears with your hands
And hide your fears
It's just morning drizzle
It's just shower from the sky
That waking this world
From cold winter time
Today
If you find out the sky is grey
Don't you hesitant to go outside
And ruin your perfect day
Today
If you don't see the sunlight shines bright
Don't keep your mourning
And forget to smile
It's just morning drizzle
It's just a mighty spray
That splashes you warning
In your joy of spring
Today
If you find out the cloud doesn't disperse
Don't keep the loneliness inside
Behind the dusty window
Today
If you find out the damp street
Don't let your mood darkening
And grudging over the muddy puddle
It's just morning drizzle
It's just a water breeze
That cooling this land
From the heat of summer
Today
If you find out the plants soaked with downpour
Don't let your heart heavy
To do what you have to do
Today
If you find out the leaves falling helplessly
Don't also feel so weak
To be blown by cruel storm
It's just morning drizzle
It's just the season's change
That washes you some fun
In the harvest of autumn
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Music, A Stimulant
Amorous verses
By Vairamuthu,
Lusty tune
By A.R.Rahman,
Sexy voice of
Anuraha Sriram,
All in blend
Send me senseless,
Hormone in spate,
Feelings unabated.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Demerits dissolve
Some though dark have drawn me.
Some fleshless and some boneless
Have equally drawn me. Some dwarf,
Some lanky and some rustic too have.
Demerits in a woman dissolve in her hormone
01.04.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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If women are supposed to be less rational and more emotional at the beginning of our menstrual cycle when the female hormone is at its lowest level, then why isn't it logical to say that, in those few days, women behave the most like the way men behave all month long?
quote by Gloria Steinem
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Victoria's Weather
On fifth day of September five days into the Spring
The currawongs the birds of rain on the high gum trees sing
And weather back to Winter change and chill the breezes blow
And it's been hailing all the day and cold enough to snow.
In latter days of Winter the weather nice and fine
And morning paddocks gray with frost that melted in sunshine
And temperatures rose through the day to near twenty degrees
And warmth in the sunshine and warmth in the breeze.
Victoria's weather changes quick it's always been that way
And a heavy shower of cold Spring hail has left the garden gray
A high of five a low of two that's what the forecast say
In the only place that you will get four Seasons in one day.
The currawongs the birds of rain sing on the tall gum trees
On this the coldest day of Spring it's only five degrees
And through the wood on Selby hill the chilly breezes blow
And it's been hailing all the day and cold enough to snow.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Teenage Pleasure Dramatic Life Choreography
pleasure dramatic
life choreography
phone photography
in youth age flash
acceptability
popularity
notoriety
accountability
please think
better crack
fashion drink
slow de brain
before teenager
hormone hot wires
too many thoughts
makes guru sin
says something
quotable profound
peers overheard
listen to the music
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Varying moods
Varying moods
Our moods swing
From one extreme of joy
To the other extreme of sorrow
With the environ changing
Colour and shade can change
Sound levels can change
Sound modulation may change
Temperature outside may change
Wind speed may change
Harshness of sun may change
The bright moon may go under cloud
The person you are interacting with may change
The words, tone and language
Of the person talking with you may change
The news you heard may have an unexpected change
And many, many things keep changing
Each change or the combination of the changes
Trigger a mood variance
Closely examine
Moods vary not
Because of the changes outside
But because of your perception
Of the changes
You perceive that the change outside
Can have an impact on you
In your favour or otherwise
So, you start reacting accordingly
Effecting a mood change
Perceive objectively
Regardless of its impact on you
Act appropriately
Keeping your cool and
Effectively guarding against the
Varying moods
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Valentine's Day Special: Chemistry of Love
Hey darling,
You’re the oxytocin
The love hormone
Creates bonding, trust
And attachment
I’m addicted to you
You travel through my brain
And spinal cord
Hey darling,
You’re the ventral tegmental area
Produces depomine
Induces the feelings of pleasure,
Want, craving
And motivation
Hey darling,
You’re my frontal cortex
Disrupts my judgment and planning
Blinds my smitten
Causes my serotonin to drop
I cannot control my mood,
Emotions, sleep
And appetite
Hey darling,
You activate my adrenal glands
Increase my cortisol
Release my nor epinephrine
I feel excite
My heartbeat recites
Hey darling,
You’re my testosterone
Together, we purify our chemistries
Of love
On this Valentine’s Day
poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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Dancing To The Music Of Fireflies
Sound of gravel crunching
On a lonely country lane
Then parking neath an ol' Oak Tree
Radio softly playing
An ol' George Jones song
Of broken hearts and misery
The hypnotic rise,
before one's eyes
That only fireflies can bring
The swirling sigh
of hormone's tide
The intoxicating smell of spring
The night slips by
The moon hangs high
honey locust blossoms scent the air
My hands cradle your head
I bury my face
in the musky perfume of your hair
Your lips to mine
Our legs and arms entwined
Our bodies start to sway
And we slow dance…
To the music of fireflies
…Until the light of day…
poem by David Whalen
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If You Laugh
IF YOU LAUGH
If you laugh,
the black darkness,
will change into twinkling stars,
if you laugh,
this autumn,
will change,
into fragrant spring,
if you laugh,
this fierce storm,
will change into cool breeze,
if you laugh,
all disappoints
will change into,
new hopes and aspirations
poem by Dr. Ram Sharma
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Sex is tonic.
Testosterone makes a man sexy,
Giving him rigidity.
Estrogen makes a woman sexy,
Giving her suppleness.
Hormones in both rises to the peak,
When they excite each other.
It is hormones that take care of one’s health.
Hormones’ level increases
When sexual thoughts frequent.
13.02.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sidekicks
They were never handsome and often came
with a hormone imbalance manifested by corpulence,
a yodel of a voice or ears big as kidneys.
But each was brave. More than once a sidekick
has thrown himself in front of our hero in order
to receive the bullet or blow meant for that
perfect face and body.
Thankfully, heroes never die in movies and leave
the sidekick alone. He would not stand for it.
Gabby or Pat, Pancho or Andy remind us of a part
of ourselves,
the dependent part that can never grow up,
the part that is painfully eager to please,
always wants a hug and never gets enough.
Who could sit in a darkened theatre, listen
to the organ music and watch the best
of ourselves lowered into the ground while
the rest stood up there, tears pouring off
that enormous nose.
poem by Ronald Koertge
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Pieces And Peace
if everyone
has his or her own
piece,
shelter,
food,
and every piece of drive
is
satisfied,
sleeping,
napping,
or dormant;
bingo!
a classical
peace,
an
oracle
that does not last.
but,
peace
is not only
a simple
drive,
a hormone,
a piece of chemistry,
a piece of history or geography, or
a piece of culture or a nano-culture.
piece is simply
moving from
threshold
to threshold
without awaken
the sleeping giant
of an ugly war.
war!
I mean
fight,
clashes,
fire,
words,
and all stirred in one boll.
so, choose
or gather
your piece,
pieces, and
peace,
for a beautiful
or an ugly war.
I still have my peace
in one piece,
in one word, and
in one hand,
no matter
how ugly or beautiful
your theatrical piece of war.
this is
poem by Atef Ayadi
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Teen Drink Peer Pressure Accountability
please think
better crack
fashion drink
slow de brain
before teenager
hormone hot wires
too many thoughts
makes guru sin
says something
quotable profound
peers overheard
listen to de music
teen drink
peer pressures
acceptability
accountability
Split Imaging from the poem ‘Mind Brain Interface’ by Terence George Craddock.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I, WOMEN...by talile ali
CHORUS
I DON'T ENVY WOMEN
NO I DON'T
THE STUFF THEY HAVE TO GO THRU
I DON'T ENVY WOMEN
NO I DON'T
HOW COULD REALITY BE SO CRUEL
V1
I GOT A FRIEND
CUTE AS HELL
I'LL LOVE HER TILL THE BITTER END
BEEN RAPED SO MUCH
CAUSE SHE LOOKS GOOD
THATS A MESSED UP PRICE FOR LOOKING NICE
CHORUS
V2
I HAVE ANOTHER FRIEND
ALL OVER THE PLACE
AS IF SHE LOST HER MIND
WITH HEAVY FLOWS
AND HORMONE WOES
IT'S A MIRACLE SHE'S STILL ALIVE
CHORUS
BRIDGE
Em/G/Em/C/D~ D
THESE GIRLS I KNOW
THEY OWN MY HEART
TO OWN SUCH DESPAIR
NEVER KNOWING
A MOMENTS PEACE
OR A LIFE WITHOUT CARE
CHORUS
BRIDGE
Em/G/Em/C/D~D
poem by Talile Ali
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Several weathers in spring
Several weathers in spring
~
a spring morning began
clouds broke for the sun
and returned to claim the sky
rain fell into a shower of hail
and the wind blew it all dry
the sun returned for a spell
and quickly went away
people spoke of sleet and snow
where it fell elsewhere
I had heard or was told
in the room, behind the window
nothing seemed to change
the temperature was modest
and the air still and dry
it was only the picture changing
dependent on the weather
before the light slowly left
and we returned to the night
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Cranky
Maybe it is the weather
That makes you grow crankier
Or better yet the hormone
That lets you give an acidic tone.
I do not care if you review,
Please be kind in all you do.
Today maybe your very last,
For life is over, oh so fast.
We all have joy to try and write,
And all you here we do invite.
No one's perfect so be true -
If you're not happy, say 'Adieu! '
Kindness is the best to give
Adds sunshine to this life we live.
We may not have a lot of money,
That's better than to be so cranky.
You'll end up with a lot of lines,
And with your words, please be refined.
For it reflects the heart inside,
Those sour grapes are hard to hide.
'The good man brings good things out of the good stored up in him...'
MATTHEW 12: 35a
July 10,2008
Cynthia BuhainBaello
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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