Caught you staring at me and you felt shy
Honey if only you knew
I fantasize about you all the time
Cause it's clearer than the blue sky
You are the only joy I would never hide
You look like that daydream
I wouldn't want to wake up from
Cause reality is too far
Form the fairytale I am dreaming of
The creases on your cheeks
The wrinkles of your eyes
The way my serotonin soars high
When I make you smile
I know I am too deep in this
I am not even gonna lie
All it takes is a glance from you
To make my inner Shakespeare rise
The clock is ticking
The days are passing by
Wonder when will I be able to hold you
And finally call you mine...
Categories:
serotonin, appreciation, fantasy, happiness, love,
Form: Rhyme
In cozy nooks where sunbeams gleam,
Dwell Meredith and Theodore, a cherished team.
Their whiskers twirl with graceful grace,
Purr sounds echo, a soothing embrace.
Paws dance softly, a rhythmic beat,
Playing games, their joy replete.
With big, bright eyes, so full of wonder,
Their world expands, each spell they're under.
Rounded ears perk up with delight,
Their playful antics, a joyous sight.
Floppy limbs in playful prance,
Their charming moves, a happy dance.
Soft forms sprawl, a comforting mound,
Their snuggles warm, love profound.
A large head leads their curious glance,
In furry elegance, they entrance.
Meredith and Theodore, a delightful pair,
Their love and laughter fill the air.
With whiskers, purrs, paws, and fun,
Their feline charm, second to none.
Categories:
serotonin, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
The man wondered, "What is hope?"
Metacognition defined, it's nothing but a dope.
The heart objected to the proposition.
And told it's an ambiguous anticipation.
The prefrontal cortex made the reasoning disentwine.
And equated hope with the level of dopamine.
The enterochromaffin cells rejected the cortical rationality.
And signified serotonin's vitality.
Posterior pituitary smiled sarcastically.
And illustrated oxytocin's role affectionately.
The man woke up out of this exasperation.
Though dream, but intrigued by the imagination.
He asked," Is hope just a chemical state?"
Consciousness whispered it's not that straight.
Categories:
serotonin, hope, metaphor,
Form: Rhyme
*Basilisk's Support Group*
On the train to nowhere.
Tracks leading to the end, of another bottle.
Down goes the soupeur, knowing where the express leads thee.
Remaining complacent in a steady, off the rails attitude fills the gaping truth.
Steady like a sawed-off snowman with the carrot on a stick.
Sewing breadknives into the vast chasm of self-righteousness.
The river flows, yet the tropics of Capricorn see to its dissipation.
Even the piper needs to water their shrubs, basilisk.
Categories:
serotonin, anxiety, confusion, depression, drug,
Form: Free verse