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They say that the war between good and evil is a war that can never be won, that where there is light, darkness must come. I’m not saying that shadows are bad, that darkness is wrong,  orshould be exiled, I’m saying that darkness is not the name t
What an interesting feat to recall What Hannah was composed of in January of 2017   What made her tick? What kept her going? Junior year was kicking her butt That memory remains
Have you ever dreaded to take a breath Not the kind that fills soft moist lungs But the kind that follows a silent death Let me go no further For I can see you I don’t have to be there
Dear Future Husband, This may sound cliché, But I’m writing this for a scholarship, That may just come my way!   I hope that you, of all people, Are finding the fun in life,
Driving Safely, I add. Life is so dangerous. Safety is your priority. Drive, mate!
For you have heard the story of Cinderella told,  but don't be fooled, the true story is about to unfold.    Pleasing on the eye, as beautiful as can be, 
In the coldest Winter you were the coat that kept me warm Made from many patches all my favorite colours   I trust you like the fire treading through snow storms With your embrace comes wisdom
Tell me what to expect  in the many years to come. Tell me what adventures await, what sorrow I may face, what love is yet to come, what heartbreak we await.   Tell me in all of your wisdom,
I am often knocked down by the gazes of the haters, back biters, the bullies, the witty, and the other fool phonies. Then when life got better for me. I’ve tasted glory  They all know my story
I wouldn't know the world as I If I haven't made the first cry I wouldn't know of a elite parlance Unless for an exquisite silence I wouldn't know I was different Unless all around were indifferent
I saw you Don't pretend like you didn't notice We made eye contact You swallowed I watched your Adam's apple rise and fall As nervousness formed pools over your pupils
The first step to gaining knowledge is to recognize one's own ignorance To take a stance against stupidity even if it means standing alone.
There's more to a woman than her body and curves. At the core of her brain is a thunderstorm that rains down wisdom, knowledge, and understanding flooding the soul of man with love in it's truest form.
The first step to gaining knowledge is to recognize one's own ignorance To take a stance against stupidity even if it means standing alone.
The world is kind to let you pick your own poison Misery holds you underwater like an anchor Courage seeps through our skin, burning us alive Truth is a deadly pillow with a silver lining  
What incites the rise from my rest? What keeps the beating beneath my chest? What brings me home like bird to nest And takes me beyond mountain's crest?
the man lived all by himself in a house down by the creek and he used a whittled stick to walk because his joints were very weak  
In school I was high Ecstatic from life Time passes by A movement to strife   Behind on my dues Far ahead of the past Hard to fill my own shoes How long can this last?  
What makes you happy? Is it waiting for innocent victims in a dark alley? To rob them off their security? Or is it waking up early, And make your hands dirty, As you toil for your family?  
It was at the tender age of 11, In which I entered this place called Poetry Heaven. I had a little taste of Shakespeare,Dickinson, Angelou and Hughes,
It was at the tender age of 11, In which I entered this place called Poetry Heaven. I had a little taste of Shakespeare,Dickinson, Angelou and Hughes,
Knowledge is power Yet ignorance is bliss From knowledge, some cower And to ignorance kiss   Some call knowledge wisdom But that cannot be true Because it is by knowledge 
You are a disease Infesting the corners of my mind Rotting my perception of others Lingering in the darkest places
Learn how to love yourself How to stand alone stand tall without anyone's help Do all this before you enter in something with someone else Command respect, for you are a future queen
  Oh, your majesties, you stun me to the core with your glorious beauty. The eyes of an old sage, shine infinite wisdom, pouring into and over, everything in your paths. Oh, how I wish 
Some may say its just a necklace,that it just hangs around my neck all day.They laugh and claim that anyone can payfor this necklace that hangs around my neck all day.
I’m breathing But am I living? Do I wake up each morning ready for the unpredictable opportunities of the day? When a new door opens, do I step through?
All I need is freedom... Praises to the authority When majority Promoted white robes as a conformity Of your suppression Waiting too long for legal protection
 within me lies the wisdom gained by realizing i'm a fool - 10/27/1995 2:43am - kenneth p rougeau jr
LightWhat is there to know?DarknessWhat is there to show?PainWhat is there to heal?HappinessWhat is there to feel?Inquiring of the elements of lifeYou unveil timeless secrets of old
I am wise. I hold the fire of truth in my eyes. I will not let it reach its demise. Because I am wise and I know wisdom more than you. I was a fool. I played in my own happiness
I done went up the mountain and uh i even back slid became a product of my environment I hopeless told God that I hope this life don't last forever why am I still here I know that there's something better than the chedder
Growing up I was insecure and had a lot of fears, Coming from a city that was build on music and cars Eventually being deprived and ruined by the men in the city. To me its like i was the city, I was Detroit!
The Lesson 
When I was young, My mother spoke to me in a foregin tongue.
Sometimes you pray to god things work out. Sometimes you wish upon a star. 
he hands of Time seem at rest, but with a simple, steady beat they move toward an eternity unknown to the world.  
Lines in a face, creases in a smile Imprints and marks that have been there awhile Wrinkles full of wisdom, time, and age Watching the eyebrows of a face is like turning a page
King Solomon received a gift from the Lord, the gift of being wise.He was able to use his great wisdom to see through people's lies.When a woman stole a baby, she told King Solomon to cut it in two.
who would make me do something like that? who would make me feel that way?
Madness is ambiguous, just like reality When life is too sweet, you get bad cavities Because there's beauty in the struggle The ups and downs, concavity    It's been a good life, so my concious holds
The Soul  
I am whoever they say I am It is unfair to let a person judge themselves. It is the world who shapes us without filters. We sit here studying books all on our shelves.
Love. One word. That has so much meaning and power behind it. I mean, I’m not even sure I know the value  of it is anymore. I thought I did.
She looks into the honest, fogged mirror And she sees a person she’s proud of She sees the deep lines stretched upon her forehead Symbolizing the wisdom of her old age She sees the dark circles hugging her eyes
The best things in life are given, wisdom, love and peace. The goal is bending without breaking, The answer is to refuse defeat.
You told me life was crazy Never about the snakes in the grass You told me they were evil One bite- I would never last
Learn as I learned. See as I seen. Think as I thought. Love as I loved. And soon All will be clear.
  Her widsom to empower the future  to belive that a dream can  become a reality  no matter what boundary steps aside  there will always be " Widsom and Hope"
Heart pounding, face flushed a crushing headache bum-rushed Breath ragged, star-crush the holy theme of hush hush
When skies were always of a blue In times when I knew love was in me, When I was young and filled with joy, The world seemed beautiful and good, I loved a girl, and she loved me,
She was the glass she held in her hand. Smooth and strong, calm and contained like the like the liquid in the glass. Then, life caught her off guard and she let the glass slip.
Is it all there?Some think there isSome think there isn'tTruth is, nobody knowsIt's so simpleBut so complexHe loves sports,She loves music,They love science,
My life...is unique
Wander, Like the care-free birds in the sky. Waddle, Like the plethora of penguins in the ice. Swim, Like the dolphins whose life depends on water. Survive,
What is wise in this world twisted in concept What is wise when knowledge leads to destruction What is wise when our lessons become our undoing These questions I seek diligently for answers
This person isn't the brightest kid in school nor in many other things others can easily do but this person has a mind that seems to bring life changes to others
Word after word
  Where is the wisdom now lost? Is convenience really worth the cost?   Books replaced for screens and instant streaming; Concertos and Symphonies for banging and screaming.  
Strength is the river; Though it seems to conform To the limits of the earth, With diligence and patience, Even the most stubborn stone Will obey the current.
I'm not Harvard materialI'm not a straight A studentI'm not a person with a name up on a wallI'm just a kid who has been trying to figure out what it all meant
I'm living in obscurity, I live with insecurities, My flaws have clouded my vision Now I'm blinded by imperfection. I'm on the outside looking in Cause I don't meet society's qualifications,
As lIfe continued, I realized on thing in my life that was missing. People. I was alone. Why does lonliness wrap around one like a blanket, When you are surrounded by a sea of faces? Who am I,
Why does everyone want love when they know what it can do to you, it can break your heart so can you tell me why does everyone want it?
Sterling Klein   I look around Noticing the little things around me. That woman over there, Do you see her? She's smiling but her eyes look ready to spill. And that boy,  The bald one,
  Waves splash against the cliff
Save the newborn eyes So that the mind grows astonished
The wise old man is believed insane, the fool laughs first. What an ironic suffling of the dealer's deck, what sad misconceptions accepted by billions. Fact is fiction, but fiction is fact.
  The word “smart” is a curse word.And like all other curse words it has synonyms.
One's Wise Words Are Anothers Painful Thoughts.
Just listen And listen to me good. Hang on to every word I’m about to say. Because I really mean it.  Don’t take it as a joke But really understand what I feel.
My dream job would be: a kid.   Now, that may seem utterly ridiculous. Well, it's "right" to think that, in a way. Experience may say differently to my choice, But first, hear what I have to say.   
I write because it is my tactic of escape From this cold world filled with violence and rape
A brown leaf  in an autumn breeze
In an echoing world, full of ‘what ifs’, It’s easy to seek out guidance; wisdom even, In the people around us. Searching for limited answers to too many questions,
I shall repent? I shall forgive? Woe is me. God will you listen please! Don't let it be. Don't shy away, have you seen what sin has done to me? There's a hole in my heart where hell has been bestowed upon me. Forever and a day...
Ignorance may be bliss but it’s time to risk awareness. Knowledge hurts, but nothing in this world is painless. You may have a thirst for love, but I have a thirst for wisdom.
Worthier than emerals and gold is knowledge. You may ask, "do I only obtain this in college?" You may, although is a long and treacherous process that later becomes known as  wisdom .
Misunderstood, Misunderstood, I'm often times Misunderstood. I'm very smart and successful but I'm still Misunderstood. If I could change the world overnight, I'd do it if I Could.
Potential.  A simple word that overwhelmingly carries the weight of Life. A simple word that was repeated in my head, yet I did not understand what it meant. I did not see what it meant.
We have come here to these borders drenched in the sweat and blood of those who have come before us. They could see far more clearly through their own pain, than we can in our own
Not being heard speaking but no one is able to understand. Frustation  feeling that no one is able to comprehend. My words the lisp over powering my mouth I want to yell
Is wisdom a fragment of our mind Or is it something that knowledge left behind to distinguish one of us from another one of us or maybe it's a mind stamp
Defendant, Plantiff Existentialist Society
Cherish me when I’m an absolute fool,
Blue lines white paper scribble, draw, write and assemble "kiss me and say good-bye" for the third time time passes by "I got ADD and ADHD" every single day   hole punch me
Take my hand feel the warmth emitting from the sand  as ashes burn I will learn not to break Fragile soul, what more could be at stake? Oh dear one, don't abandon me Oh dear one, hear my prayer  
Dear sister,   Today, You are five years old.   Your world is full of... Butterflies (Your favorite), Rainbows (You love colors), Far too many sweets,
Consecutive steps toward the threshold Yet 10 miles from the desired goal. Am I too fast or Is life too slow?   Reaching pinnacles ironically by hillsides Rather than conquering skyscrapers
Knowledge is Knowledge is a mosic Colorful and broken Pieced together slowy Knowledge is everything And nothing at all    
You've got me in the palm of your hand, because deep down, I'm a good girl. I'm a kind girl. I'm a caring and devotedly loving girl. I want to make you happy. I want you to be proud of me.
I am the youngest I am the smartest I won't try to be humble That's the truth The subject is Chemistry And I stay ahead It's how I validate my place here And yet they laugh
I am like the phoenix. When I burn, I burn with passion. I engulf in pain and sorrowful lessons that twist the flames in a cyclone of radiant, red, rotating fire. The hard way.
The great blacklight in the sky Makes the people wonder why All the dismal things have gone And the shadows have moved on.   The shining face of a kind man Makes us feel that we too can
Freedom is what everyone strives for Yet we all see it in a different way. We long to break free of all life’s difficulty And yet we can’t help but stay
Inspire me to be more than what society sees. A simple dimple or the twinkle of an eye can surely decieve. Teach me to be more than just a fun time, or a fast path to cash. I wanna be loved, give me something that will last.
Words can mean everything, / Or nothing. / Words bring you joy, / Or despair. / Words show you're wise, / Or foolish. / Words can give confidence, / Or heartbreak. / Words can be heard, / Or ignored. / Words can teach, / Or destroy.
No, Mr Generic, you're not right. The answer is pi over four. Pi over four, can't you see? Stop telling me the answer is pi over three, Stop telling me you know what's correct.
Cranial cage imprisoning a sage, trying to replace grey matter and old age. Wisdom stored, long decomposed. Energy transformed, neither created nor destroyed,
to live is to die and be reborn, stronger. to die is to know what it means to live: to love to laugh to cry and somehow fall over the edge, regardless. to love is to feel affection
Why hello there little boyWhat can I do for youA heaping serving of knowledge you say?Well isn’t that cute
Prose O starry night, brazen with chimera.Behind those cimmerian clouds breadthwith God's touch. Imagine without frontier's and marvelat the shiploads of faith that navigatethrough stormy seas.
May the path that you choose stay true to your heart,       For without our beliefs, from truth we do part. May the stars ever watch you and guide you throughout,       For even the wisest may stray from their route.
  Do you feel it? Have you seen it come to be? It's all around you, in front, in back, it has begun consuming your very depths. This surge of emotions, of feelings,
Ever since I was a baby, When I was first overwhelmed with senses and pain, She told me that I had long, elegant fingers, the most beautiful hands. They were thin but strong, just like the threads of a spider’s web.
Up in my room Sitting on my bed Alone With these mixed emotions Getting the best of me Thinking Deep thinking About my future If I were to  Die tomorrow All my life
Praise and meditation Tranquility A walk down the street Freestyle mobility Your mind Even your heart And your soul And your body Are within oneself God made you Your body 
Can one attain the ability to Invoke happiness onto Himself or herself Would denial have to tie into This indefinable equation Although to each his own But what is its definition
I am a speck. A tiny, little speck of dust floating in the wind.                 You are all so much bigger than me.                                 I’m just floating, while you cater to a higher existence.
  Wisdom is rugged. Time wound back to youth and time spent. The salt of cuts and cracks of skin, Dark with age and learned.
One’s mind, One’s Voice One’s dream One’s choice. Words can hurt, Words can heal. Words are everything, it’s a big deal. Taking control, is a true blessing That has this little world still guessing. You can think colors, you can think trees.
I'm standing at a crossroads, not sure which route to take. Should i take the right road, of which so few chose. Or should i take the other, and live a life I cannot make.
    The sun shines over me, Shining a great smile, Shining like a spot light on the stars of our stories, Twinkling a hello and a goodbye each day,
Middle age remainsto be a largeand powerfulsinglesilent owl.Observing allthat meets its largecircular eyesas it stares into thethick darkness of night.Yet,the owl
Everyday there is an uphill battle, I face them heart on with my hardest tackle. It's so easy to just go with the flow, When people are inviting you for trouble, how do you say no? Is it the devil that pulls you in?
It's more than obvious; we live in a cold world Where society's aim is impregnate every boy and girl We fall for lies, sewn to the pattern of the embezzlement ties
I am me, untamed; am I untranslatable? No, not yet;anyone who has come to go or has yet to, why then question our differences too,then leave it be or take it otherwise!
The world I live in is changing I can see that It’s like we pulled terror right out of a hat Our government is now more corrupt more than ever Promising us that it’ll all get better and being all clever.
I walk, I sit my, back against this grain These words speaking bliss, penetrating every inkling of thought that is bound in my brain As the climatical moment fills my soul, I come upon recollection
He saw light and its beauty So he chased the                             sun Only to watch the fire                                  fall And never catch                               up
What is race? Does it tell us what to like? Does it determine our future actions? Or is it simply just something that pigeonholes us to carry the weight of the actions of our ancestors?
How I love the night Darkness surrounds me Cloaking me in a deep sheet of stars A mysterious never ending shadow An intoxicating view with brilliant stars The feeling it gives is everlasting
Along a lost dream, He grieves the loss of reality. And feigns forgiveness to the dry bones Of humanity. Society and it’s pillars Hierarchy of wisdom and folly: The child, the woman, the man.
She stumbled She fell She got up and she walked. She stumbled she fell She got up And she walked. She stumbled She fell And she stayed there.
I once met a woman who confused me so, Her eyes were crazed yet sparkled aglow. She lived by herself in an old little shack, And all she did was rock forth and back. Her hair was frazzled and white as snow,
Strange, isn't it? when life proves wisdom and exchange of wit the strife in being dumb calls us, so young. The toils come over. Hardships sung. We, as youth, gave labor.
this is my life and i dare to live i speak cautiously yet it's wisdom i give i've learned not to let anything hold me back i've set standards for myself and respect, i do not lack
A man's courage is a product of a man's desire. A man's strength is synonymous with long lasting fire. To live and to love makes man want to inspire. Because to live and to love makes a man soar even higher.
*Down a dusty road he walked, his feet were always bare. No one passing with him talked, not a soul did care. None could fathom what he sought, or even wonder why.
God grant me the serenity To accept the things I cannot change The courage to change the things I can And the wisdom to know the difference...
Foolish rains, why do you fall from the heavens up above? Why abandon your seat in the endless skies Is such freedom not enough?
When you look at a tree, With its monstrous trunk And shining emerald leaves, You see only a tree.
Spread like thick mist of perpetual darkness, The harbinger, the evil, the snake, mischievous. Slithers. Spreads the black cloud of human error across the deep souls of mortal man.
I have a vivid memory. It's not black, darkness, emptiness, but instead, a total lack thereof, devoid of anything. I can't perceive how alone I am, if at all. Something is watching me.
Dear Reader, You're so broken, You're so hopelessly alone. You've met the worst part of yourself, Your body's now your home.
Birthing Wisdom Research Find it Light it Own it. Reflect Protect Hold it Guard it Be keen Mean it Scream it Beam it. Jeanne Poland All rights 6/11/12
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