Quotes about genes, page 9
Sin To Astound
Replicate the sin to astound God,
Our genes shall spread forming lakes of indifference.
My sin is not huge, not huger than what partakes,
In this existence lies the cure to all ailments.
The ale and beer must be hazards for some,
But most consume the liquids completely.
Sin is measured by the pencils of neglect,
Inside the little book of sin is hidden your name.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Edge of Revenge
It was not like life.
I am worried,
they were hitting the womb.
Social support for surgery.
The hills were crying.
A ring of fog was disturbing.
The elements and spasticity.
Brain leaves a trail of acid.
They were killing the genes.
For the proud generator
over the deaf and dumb
lies the chanting crown.
Terror and the battle of garden,
edge of revenge
annihilates the light!
poem by Satish Verma
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Wavering
I have peeled off my eyes.
Fear of unbeing creeps in,
genes were escaping.
The thin affair bends
under the burden of vague uncertainty.
A smoke rolls out from choking throat.
A word leaps high from wounded pride.
The author does not know the sting,
blames the ears.
Hails will strike when you open the door.
The past will question the future,
the anguish of infinity.
poem by Satish Verma
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A Soulmate Is Like A Mirror
A soulmate is like a mirror
they reflect back to you-
all the issues you are working on
that much is true.
A clairvoyant once told me
how it all began-
How a soul family forms from what I understand.
From a soul egg it seperates in different parts
almost like your one soul that has different charts.
Somehow souls blend and do the same things
usuall simularities is in their genes.
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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The surrogacy
Surrogacy has come to stay,
Shedding any shame of qualm.
Delegate women escape delivery.
Hired mothers gather money.
Ducks lay but don’t hatch eggs.
Hens, instead, do the job for ducks.
Ducklings grow attached to ducks,
With their genes and habits intact..
A woman can beget her child
Without pain of pregnancy,
Within or without marriage
And can remain like a virgin.
24.01.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Watching Our Warts
Sloping down in gold pursuit
of a bruised city,
sons of nameless fathers
were changing the generic mandate.
I am becoming fluvial
going on a muted odyssey
to find unmarked graves.
Slaughtering
your own lines, in praise of end-
which came very soon;
before the windows altered the moon.
Genes spilled on the road
recalling the wounded
son whose lexicon took him
to war with the meanings.
poem by Satish Verma
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Born To Win
Some people are born with spunk
And some with just lazy genes
Some people are blessed with grit
They understand what Work means.
But some people are born to complain
To blame everyone and everything.
To listen to them, what a pain!
They never get to the point of Trying.
If other people can achieve
A better life for themselves by trying
I wonder why some people believe
They were born to lose, yet go on living?
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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A mystery
Eyes don’t see.
With them I see.
Ears don’t hear.
With them I hear.
Who is the doer of I?
If it is mind
Where does it stay?
If it stays in brain,
Does it control the brain?
If so, don’t you doze
When you drive or
When you watch night play
Against your will?
Who controls then brain?
It must be something,
Neither corporal nor emotional.
Can it be soul?
Can it be genes?
A mystery unsolved.
24.07.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Believes
I believe in the darkness of the night
The black shadow on the wall
The creaking of footsteps on the hard wooden floor
The dark blood stain on the wall
Scary, Frightening, Terrifying
But the belief of the lord is not in my genes
I believe in the slowing rate of the heart
I believe in the terrible consequences
I believe in painful death
Sad, Lonely, Confusion
And I believe in sorrow for one persons mistake
poem by Katelin Offord Harper
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Poem about Poetry - Why poetry?
why poetry?
to realise that
a simple smile
can mean so
many things
and interpreted
in so many ways
that there is
always a fresh way
to look at things
the way god
has been able
to give each of us
a new way to
experience things
a cross puzzle
he challenges us
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poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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