Poetry about love.

An Ode to Heat. A Poem.

It is a common phenomenon that even the sleeping babies start to wail if the buses stop their motion, such as in traffic or bus stops. The reason is here…

Apart from being the beautiful outer covering for the flesh and bones, skin is also useful in many ways, such as thermoregulation – controlling body temperature with sweat and fat, gives protection from heat, rains and cold and helps maintain the salt balance in the body too.

When one does not make use of the gifts they have and lethargically waste all their resources, it is as good as they do not exist at all!

Ever find yourself getting really sweaty no matter what season and not being able to do anything about it? Read on!

Hot is a poem that I wrote many years ago whilst siting in my garden, when it was very hot and a little uncomfortable.

Nph Photographic & Written Works.

Humorous poem about a man who is too hot from the weather.

A brief rhyme to stimulate her mind.

A short poem about an unexpected intruder in my home.