Best Enzymes Poems
This beautiful journey begins
From a courtship routine
The male perch themselves on leaves
And create a glorious scene
Waiting for a female
Just to fly on by
Now he has his chance
But, she’ll be the one to decide
The male needs to find out
Whether she’s been fertilised
If she’s already pregnant
He’s soon going to realise
She’ll release a powerful chemical
Which is called ‘pheromone ‘
That tells him she’s unavailable
So he might have to fly and roam
Soon after they have mated
She looks for a place to lay
Laying her tiny eggs
Mostly oval in shape
She can lay two hundred or more
Just in a single day
But she needs to find a milkweed
On this beautiful sun spring day
The tiny little caterpillars
Start to grow inside
Eggs no bigger that a pin heads
And thats no word of a lie
They feed on the milkweed
And the enzymes in the egg
Until these little caterpillars
Start growing up really big
Now when they hatch
From their eggs
They will eat and eat and eat
Eating up everything
Of those milkweed leaves
They will start expanding
Getting bigger and bigger
Shedding their skin several times
Now that is really clever
Then they just stop eating
And know their time has come
For their stunning transformation
Four stages have begun
They’re find a special twig or leaf
And hang them-selves upside down
Then spin a silky cocoon
Where they won’t be found
It’s called metamorphosis
Turned into a shiny chrysalis
Inside the caterpillars’ changing
Into a beautiful butterfly
It dissolves itself into a soup
That’s truly organised
Inside a process is taking place
It’s forming disc’s, a body, a face
This wonder of nature you can see
When they emerge victoriously
This transition takes some time
For the birth of an exquisite butterfly
One of nature’s beautiful scenes
Celebrating new birth in spring
The reproduction of a butterfly
A remarkable cycle, that does not die
© Copyright KC.Leake
6th April 2015
All Rights Reserved
Categories:
enzymes, adventure, beautiful, education, nature,
Form:
Light Verse
Your transition is a miracle
A Divine orchestrated Oracle
Like the ever-changing caterpillar
Metamorphosed into a butterfly
Graceful and Beautiful
Bright and Colourful
Gracefully transforming its body
Spinning itself like a silky cocoon
For a season, it goes through pain
To renew the old nature again
Digesting and releasing enzymes
To dissolve all of its old tissues
It learns to creep and crawl
Then it learns to stand tall
Fashioned to fly and to soar
To kiss the beauty of a flower
He's made us priest and kings
And He's given you these wings
Spread these wings every day
And fly just like the butterfly
Categories:
enzymes, beautiful, bible, birth, blessing,
Form:
Tail-rhyme
I've started my stand-by diet: a few different fruits each day,
and having repeated it time and again, I feel qualified to say
apples, unless of a rare and crisp nature, are mushy and generally gross.
Halfway into the core of one, I'm still starving and feeling morose.
The diet's mainstay, pineapple, for its fat-burning enzymes revered,
when fresh, is somewhat palatable.
If it's green, though, ones mouth can be seared.
And that popular phallic banana, which when peeled, fast begins to rot:
That one I'll leave for the monkeys though it's garnish for sundaes or not!
Tomorrow I'm finally in for a treat. It's a watermelon to eat.
But for all my thumping to test for its ripeness,
it well could taste flat and not sweet.
Blueberries, too, and cherries are good.
I wish there were more fruits like these.
However, I long to see them all "berried"
‘neath Cool Whip atop cream cheese.
Plums or grapes, frozen or plain, "not bad" until they are dried.
By the time I'm consuming ghastly prunes,
I'll be famished for food that is fried!
Mangoes, too, are on my list of what I must partake.
But (gag me) their texture lends the sensation
I'm swallowing snails or a snake.
I've noticed of late with this regimen, its slimming magic is slowing
as with each precious year's dissolution, my metabolism's lowering.
Next week (so I say) I'll banish forever this obsolete, once-potent "cure".
It long since has extracted from me any craving for food that is pure.
With a dull kitchen knife I took my papaya today and reverently sawed it.
With its flavor lingering there on my tongue,
it struck me it hinted of vomit.
*I'm not a big fruit eater as this shows!! This is a diet I will no longer pursue!
Next I should do a poem on how sickening it gets eating salads day after day.
Jan. 27, 2017 for Jamie Pan's "It's time for hilarious poetries"
Categories:
enzymes, fruit,
Form:
Rhyme
My request to relay to your kinfolk
That made their journey inside Heaven's Gate
To keep a watch over one of my folk
Her parents have reserved her special date
She met all the medical needs guidelines
For the best research university
All the scientists studying her enzymes
Have expertise to do the surgery
Skilled technicians on this miracle case
All are trained to perform as a machine
All prayers are needed, for wishes of grace
Don't want any, wishes to be unseen
Spring is in the scheme for her release date
Grandpa, waits for the day I see my mate
Categories:
enzymes, family, health, inspirational, love,
Form:
Free verse
No dear, not for your sympathies to earn,
Nor yet that your attention can I draw,
Just as helpless infants are apt to do,
True, facing you helpless I’ve often felt.
Tears cause in me no butterflies of love,
Nor trigger love-bonds flowing well within,
Should ye so wish, check chemicules therein,
Check enzymes and lipids if so to prove,
Or if electrolytes are duly dealt,
Tears of emotion show more protein too,
Making them viscose more, on skin to claw,
No, tears are not shed by me— one lovelorn.
Nor yet my dear, crocodile tears are shed,
Oh, just so that my dry eyes moist are made.
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Chemicules: short for chemical molecules
A man cries the night before, and his wife wants to know why. After ruling out all her false conjectures as to why he cried, he gives the true reason: He suffered from glaucoma, and his eyes tended to weaken more due to dryness. And he tries crying sometimes to moisturize his eyes.
This sonnet might appear rhyme-less on a casual look. But it has a mirror-like symmetry— the first six lines rhyme with the next six, followed by a Volta in the form of a couplet.
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Sonnets (Humour) | 20.03.2017 |
Categories:
enzymes, humor, husband, wife,
Form:
Sonnet
Bacteria flirting with enzymes,
co mingling every which way,
with friendly organisms that give birth
every time to curds and whey.
That's the miracle of life as seen through my eyes,
as I look down upon the cheese upon my fries.
Categories:
enzymes, food, life,
Form:
Rhyme
Different firm within the factory
The location the belly
Cowpea the raw material be
Having brought into the factory
But afore processed to be boiled
The tongue a transporter
From the gate of the mouth
Passing through the oesophagus track-way
Enzymes within functioning as workers
And the finished product derived
Distributed by the anus
The fart is produced
For the consumption of the people
Categories:
enzymes, funny,
Form:
Blank verse
I need to purge my blood of these shivers, smoke-filled bubbles burst in blood capillaries, an embolysym of you, an embolysym of truth. So much disease carried through an artificial vein.A wire mesh heart that surrounds the tissue, and cuts, and scrapes and tears the flesh thats pulsing there. My iron lung feed me unwell. A binge on sickness that I cannot take back. And with words settling back on the heels of my fingertips, Im ready to be ill. Emesis of b***s***, of treachery. Of indecency, of dishonesty, of facelessness, of cowardice. Will anyone ever read this and understand how a broken heart heals? The maliciousness of untrust and the misuse of of courtesy have eaten away at my regenerated liver. My borrowed kidney is rejected on the operating table and I am drained of all my poisoned blood. So give me a heart outside of my body, a big plasticine box with rubber tubing. And let my eyes see the you drain out of me and the blood of unknown angels be filtered in. I wanna watch every drop be filtered from my collapsing veins, I wanna deflate every organ inside and empty every nerve synapse of memory.I want a restart button and I want a renewable source of energy. I dont want your weak blood in me anymore. I dont needd your tiny bits of protein, your half-formed enzymes. I want anything else. An artificial sense of safety within my reach. So split me down the middle, no anesthesia, the scalpel working inch by bleeding inch. and seperate me from you.
Categories:
enzymes, angst, loss, sad, me,
Form:
Prose Poetry
The Advantages of Being a Dog
By Elton Camp
A dog never worries about what to wear
For he comes equipped with a coat of hair
Most anything he finds, he’s able to eat
His digestive enzymes with germs compete
If he feels sick and then barfs up his food
He can eat it again and not be thought rude
Fido scratches himself in embarrassing places
Yet nobody seeing it makes disgusted faces
When another dog comes to visit or to stay
He can sniff its behind and that’s okay
If he impregnates some other canine
Everyone thinks that it is just fine
A mutt doesn’t have to learn to read or write
Algebra factoring will not get him in a tight
He doesn’t worry about work or paying bills
To get a sporty new car gives him no thrills
Then no matter how bad his conduct may be
At death, from any fear of hellfire he is free
A dog’s life is one of privileges so great
That many humans would like to emulate
Categories:
enzymes, funny, dog, dog,
Form:
Rhyme
What is Love--
Enzymes and organs of all kinds,
A Smell and a Dance--
Is that
A chance
6/9/'15
Categories:
enzymes, love hurts,
Form:
Free verse
How evil is this society,
for telling the truth,
that it will jeopardize your entire life and
others that are around you.
How many more lions must die
at the hands of the evildoers?
Memories fades away,
as the wind carries it
in her belly.
How evil is this society,
who deceives us, and still believe their words to be true.
Always be vigilant when it comes down to their experts,
those who's altering our cells on a cellular level.
How much more distortion and genocide we must go through,
as the train tracks leaves it tracks in the sky.
How evil is this society,
that will debar and exile you, just
because you didn't fit the criteria.
Be proud of your roots.
How evil is this society,
that will poison the food on purpose
and proceed to give you their benefits,
just so you can kill yourself and your seeds.
How evil is this society,
that will target a specific Topo2,
destroy the ubiquitous enzymes in all
branches of life within the body,
leaving you lifeless.
How evil is this society,
who done high jacked our DNA
through a cell cycle regulation,
causing induction of DNA damage
and DNA repair.
Forming harmful mutations,
modifying you into a
mutant ninja turtle.
How evil is this society,
to change a musical tune pitch,
throwing off its frequency, as it
brings disharmony to the listener ears,
rearranging the behavior patterns
within the individual,
to cause a chain of chemical reactions,
wiping out the original
chemical structure, as it
disentangling the superhelicity.
How evil is this society...
Categories:
enzymes, anger, animal, black african
Form:
Free verse
On the set of my life's expedition
The most important thing i discoverd
Is the support that i keep receiving in motion
From the friends who are most loved.
For one thing i would like to thank god
For doing justice to human kind
By creating human beings of that sort
The sort of which is very difficult to find.
Right from the time when life is in good times
To the time when it sings in sorrow
The unconditional support I receive act as enzymes
Which smoothens the life process I follow.
For qualifying every challenge destiny provide
I need someone to judge my effort time to time
And in every situation i stuck in my friends help me decide
Whether my efforts are waste or are in cloud nine
Why do we require a mirror
When we have such friends to cheer
If u have them in your life then u have nothing to fear
And you can be sure that for you fundas of life are 100% clear.
For making every journey an experience
You need someone for your emotions to exchange
And it is only possible if special friends have their presence
In your life otherwise you have no other option left than sabotage.
It's not always possible to have good friends by luck
Because good friends are always being earned by your deeds
So be optimistic and do good karma to avail an oppurtunity for such friends to pluck
And then prepare yourself to see where this ultimate journey of life leads.
And finally i dedicate these lines to my readers
That life has huge variety of expiriences to face
And if you desire to become future leaders
Then create a network of good friends those can only win you your ultimate race.
Categories:
enzymes, friend, friendship,
Form:
Light Verse
Sugar is so sweet!
Pale light shines through the liquid
Sweet as it can be!
Transcription of messages here we go
All that we can see and all that we know
Gazing at objects all both near and far
Comets, planets, all orbiting a star
Answers, questions, and all that we can say
Totaling quite a huge number today
Can we?, Can’t we?, it remains to be seen
Gone past and future, and all in between
Granite, marble, hard things are all around
Coins, silver, copper, if they can be found
Talking, yelling, to say it all out loud
Ascending up from the ground to the cloud
Adding, subtracting, what’s the total here?
Tallying all that we both love and fear
Girls and boys, men and women, young and old
Can they behave? Can they do what they’re told
Co-inhabiting, poverty and wealth
Growing in illness, as well as in health
Tempest, all the works by William Shakespeare
All’s well that ends well; I think we’ll stop here
Sugar is so sweet!
Pale light shines through the liquid
Sweet as it can be!
The building blocks of all living matter
Categories:
enzymes, health, life, light, light,
Form:
Couplet
Phosphorus sugar
It’s glowing in the water
Supporting all life
All will be coming from what we start now
That walks the earth and the ground which we plow
Continuing mission that cannot end
Getting from all we receive and we send
Core, mantle, crust, valleys, mountains, and seas
Gales, hurricanes, tornadoes, a slight breeze
Gold, platinum, diamonds, palladium
Coal, natural gas, and petroleum
Algebra, variables, equations
Trigonometry, sines, calculations
Axes, X and Y, how steep is the slope?
Tomorrow and after, do we have hope?
Temperature, pressure, volume, changes
Atmosphere, stratosphere, domains, ranges
Cooperation, mutual trust, peace
Growing and living, we can’t let them cease
Government, politics, all of the laws
Contracts, obligations, no escape clause
Tilling, planting, for a very big crop
Abundance supply, I think we will stop
Phosphorus sugar
It’s glowing in the water
Supporting all life
Categories:
enzymes, life, on writing and
Form:
Couplet
How was he trapped in his own web,
Which was woven with silken skills,
Tested and proven since ages,
With a core from his own cells?
How could it be an accident;
During his usual course of hunt
For a flying prey, in whom venom
Instilled and liquefied with enzymes!
Had it been another manifestation
Of perseverance to a modern King,
As done to Robert Bruce the King
To regain the Scottish throne?
Speculations keep on mounting,
But, as his hollow SELF does still cling
To the web-hub, no prey dare swing
As they feel him still the Web-King!
Categories:
enzymes, animal, nature, science, sympathy,
Form:
Lyric