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High concentration Humbleness is it sort of a giant? Maybe put a filter and recycle our litter perhaps place a lid upon the acid and replace the reaction of anger were it be right to stop the unnecessary fight? will the able yield to oppression else can pressure lead to depression? the calling and dua of the oppressed do not go unheard for Allah is all hearing A day could come that justice arrives like a balloon that squeaks and pops Covalent bonds that can be the transfer of electrons from non metals and metals like hard hearts turning softer through the remembrance of Allah
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Mar 19
Mar 19, 2026 at 12:01 PM UTC
Reactions and bonds
The world is phenomenal a chemical existence filled with sickness leukemia anemia The benzene products of the wildfire forests from volcanoes and the brontosaurus now the ancestors implore for the pollution to be no more The end scene from human production comes the destruction our own ignorance becomes our Icarus This is epiphenomenal a by product of irresponsibility a lack of grace and humility we'll suffer the consequences for our own operating expenses
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Mar 28, 2019
Mar 28, 2019 at 12:57 PM UTC
Pheno-menal
If I had to compare you to anything at all, Really, Oxygen would be my first call. They say it makes us sure and carefree, Yet it heats the body and calms it too. So if I had to pick a thing for you to be, I imagine you are my own O two. Here’s how my mind fathoms you in its roll, Here’s how I think you take your toll. I need you and You need me, I use you to hear, understand, see. When you are near I concur to happiness, When too close I edge towards madness, More often than not it comes to the latter, But in short, to me, you matter. So you see, I need you in any possible way, Like O two, you captivate me every second of the day, When you are gone I shake with yearning, When you are near my heart is burning. Therefore, should you ever have a doubt, Know that without you, I would not hold out.
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Jul 29, 2016
Jul 29, 2016 at 8:16 AM UTC
Sonnet X: Wooing the Chemistry Professor
the morphological differences between you and i are that i keep dividing and you keep swallowing your tongue not everything in the same skin goes by the same name the closest thing to my definition is that of the drugs you hear about on the television and how your sixth grade health teacher feels about them
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Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 10:18 AM UTC
a pH of -1
i never would've thought that seeing again those eyes that i already adore, the heart would weep a little and would languish, and the stomach would rub its walls stressed that the hands were shaking too. there. thats how everything fleed inside my body, like there's a competition between organs: which one will break down first. the lungs, they can not breathe anymore, the brain, going into "freeze" mode, the legs, suddenly not having any bones, but a sort of gelatine that rather flows, and flows, and these eyes that want to wash my cheeks, my sins. *I think, still, that mum was right when she said that love is nothing but chemistry and hormones...*
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May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 6:43 PM UTC
oxitocin