Endorphins

The idler became unreasonable
and asked a stupid question.
The lady was not in the mood
but he wanted an oxytocin rush,
for this was the only way
to calm him down,
not to mention the others
riding on the same wave of joblessness.

The plan devised, the network in his favor,
the keystrokes pressed, Chrome in sight
as endorphins he wanted and endorphins he got,
The ways and means, not caring about it a lot.

-Sumeet Seth

P.S. Search 'ways and means advances' (WMA) on Google to make things hazier.

Twenty Five

He promised Twenty Five
from the Two bottles that lay beside him,
and got furtive glances at the onset;
sympathy at one end to derision at the other,
for inexperienced he was to understand 'capacity'.

The First was served at the place
called 'hot seat', the misnomer couldn't be more obvious
for the air conditioner had done its job.
The Second, Third and Fourth followed.
Making the effect more pronounced
were the ill-advised grapes and oranges and sweets.

The love burst out in the heat of the moment
for batch-mates, rather humanity, dare I say.
The Seventh was ordered and gulped
with little time between the two.
Amid frantic hugging and kissing,
missing the lips,
the lemon arrived.

The Eighth was due
but the liver gave up
and he lay don't-know-where
with people unaware.