Short Stimuli Poems

Mental image drawn
Encoded message filed
Mapped sequence spawned
Ostracized in time capsule
Recurring stimuli recall
Yearning for continuity...

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Nestled paths for signals,
Neutral navy chemists,
New stimuli framers, 
Nurturing dopamine,
Nascent as life's beacon,
Neon nirvana-stars
Nourished in our wine flesh....

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Is the self 
“a mere bundle
of perceptions”

If Hume’s right,
are the rest of us 
wrong 

When stimuli exits, 
do we then 
disappear

Existence abeyant,  
too weak 
—to live on

(Villanova University Library: April, 2021)...

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Caught in lust's whirlpool -
pretzel entwined limbs
edge me into your
carnal cavity
whilst you taste thine's flesh.

Nail-induced scars
tattoo my back
as wanton yips
pervade night air.

Erotic
stimuli
mingle and

sculpt our
torso's

whole!...

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Taking the tear in mid flow
Wiping the effect but untarnished the cause continues
Salt sphericals ousted from their nest
Breathing down my sobs
each sigh another weight added
solitude for the lonely
and pain without a source or stimuli
Standing on the edge of nothing
as it falls into you...

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The Man and the Nature.
He lives within She or vice versa. Characters entwined.
Reactions differ - depending on the stimuli. Roads decide who will drive. None is superior.


Some flowers need bees,
Some may not - Then, why Human?
Mind has no gender.

(C) Anindya Mohan Tagore (Bobby)


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I still remember when the tiny ones would
latch on and suck themselves into comfort 
relieve my swelling, too.

I still remember their faces when
visual stimuli met oral yearning
so completely.

Those nasty nasal onslaughts 
who cared? For my lil sugars
were so dear I'd have drowned in sulfur before
forgoing the blue snot bulb....

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we are our own
test subjects
in an exam
that can
only be
pass
or

fail where time
will tell and
wear at us
but as
guinea
pigs
we're

as a matter of 
fact really rats
knowingly
gnawing
at the 
only
as

there are choices
of two stimuli one 
for food or the 
other pleasure
but i find that
i am always
starving

for
love...

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A humorku is a short rhyming poem, less than 14 lines, that showcases human efforts at thinking. Thinking has many types and stimuli, including the Big Lie. Without much ado, here is my HUMORKU:

If white is supreme, why do humans (who prefer cream)
mix chocolate in white milk? (even if only in a dream)
Because brown has body - that will make milk scream...

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A Bobolink came whistling strong
Proclaiming boundless joy
Vicariously my soul was filled
What a golden ploy

Deliberately he sauntered near
My heart he touched supreme
All other stimuli counterfeit
Simplicity now my theme

Wrung dry the hills and grooves of gray
My orchard now adorned
With music from Redbreast settled
Upon the summer's lawn  

Inspired by Emily Dickinson...

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Charmed
By your smile, so spectacular, so alive.
Blinded
By the view from my eyes, of you, undressed and waiting.

You stole my will,
The control I had of my being.
And you stole my desire
For anything else.

I live now,
Completely isolated from stimuli
Every human being should be exposed to
Because you not only existed,
But you came inside of me.

Who knew love
Could be so strong at being so painful....

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You say the devil made you do it
Yet evil and all his friends deny that
You choose the path, so is it in your mind
Where evil resides, or is it elsewhere
Like an external control, remotely possible
Evil and all his friends deny that again
You observe, absorb, digest stimuli
By the millions and you choose
What happens next
The question is, is evil and all
His friends real, or just an excuse
To justify what you choose?...

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Gleaming gadgets galore
Aquarius is speaking a new lore

Drive-thru getting longer
Hunger pains growing stronger

Pleasurable engagements and easing pain on fleek
Mindless stimuli and opioids we seek

Civil unrest amid quarantine
Masks coming off, no buffers between

Loud is getting louder
Apathy growing dour

Watermelons without seeds in abundance
DNA heisting and genetic gold cumbrance 

My vision is crystal clear 
2020 a year of fear...

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I was wondering by a tree,
if the ants worship God? Or they just drived by chemical stimuli in their nervous system
Am I an ant?

She had the 8th orgasm in 30 minutes. My penis was in flames, it felt like millions of little angles dig their fingernails inside
She was so pure that she was the Devil. Silence. Lack of satisfaction

Everything is connected, wake up to your own death, crying
It was urine all over me

She's awake

the Earth is dying...

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