wisdom
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Wisdom Speaks Life lessons and endless lanes.Many speak but do not reallyknow my name.The arches in the clouds.The sun and the rain. The snow that coversthe mountain tops.The fog and wind blowingin the sugar canes.Sometimes a smile ora frown. The
In the shadows of deceit, skepticism breeds wisdom,
for even the loudest whispers carry echoes of truth.
What race? Human race?
Stop talking about race
Start talking about space
Start talking about grace
Start talking about behavior
at the edge of the world
I stand and take in
the spray of waves on my face
the expanding sky
at the edge of the ocean
I wait for a sign
I am no longer going to let you get in my head and make me feel like there is something wrong with me,
All because you can't see all of the potential that I have and all of the things that I can be.
Listen to me and heed my words,
For I deliver unto thee,
Knowledge of days gone by,
An accounting of your future missteps,
miscalculations, lapses in judgment,
blunders which will bring about anguish,
THE WHITE PATH
A white proud path
On goal oriented footpath
Leader with white pearls
Lifted heads as he turns
God give me the serenity I do not deserve.
A luxury bought with the blood of those who came before me.
Give me the peace that comes from a privilege I did nothing to earn.
And tell me I am loved
Are you desperate to be right all of the time?How much better at day's end to be found kind!.....Mark Toney © 2020.4/18/2020 - Poetry form: Couplet.
When clouds are heavy they drop their rain
When humans are sad they conceal their pain
We should take a page from nature’s novel
And refrain from covering up our stains
Where is the magic?We all start out knowing magic.We are born with hurricanesand whirlwinds, oceansand galaxies inside us.We are able to sing to birdsand read the cloudsand see the destiny
Last night, in my dream,while i wandering in the wild landsand crossing silent shadows,i met a word and ask:''What's your name?''My name is loveand i'm alone in life,i need you,
i saw a little leaf to whirling in the wind,didn't want to fall from the treebut the leaf keeps falling over,i prop it up, it falls again .At the end, the heartbroken leafleaves a tear when it falls
Fallen angel! Why are you scared?Why you dwelt alone in shadow? Why you tighten your fists?why threaten the whole life?i know, afraid to .love,let tenderness pour from your eyes
Our life a dazzling dream and the death a new arrival,there is no end and never was a begginning.Thousand centuries will gone and will leave faint signsin the breaths of time, thousand suns will light up
And at the end, what?what happens to the living when they die?what happens to the tears when the eyes close?Where do the stars go when we don't dream?where the pain of memory goes?
To dream with the black man in one eye
and the white in the other,
Dawn meet the light, and the twillight the moonall are mirageson labyrinth of mind,ever since time waking.Do you think that our existencemakes any differenceto this vast universe?
After time,people will say,in those years, we lost the meaning of we,we lost the sense of universalityfound ourselves prisoners into ego,in a long soliloquyand the infinite life reduced to i,
When one door opens, another closes.this is the eternity's circle,mistakes belongs to us, but not all, the fate mapped out for us to follow,but does not define our choices, beings of necessity and randomness,
All humans on earth are one.We descend from the same family of common ancestors.We are, in a quite literal sense, siblings,and like siblings we depend on each other's loveand care and responsibility.
Now I’m A Critical Thinker So REFUSE To Wear Blinkers...
When It Comes To Things That NEED ANALYSING... !!!
Well To ME They Do But It’s Clear That Most Choose...
To Just... ACCEPT What Government Heads...
TRAIN YOUR MIND
I Wonder
Why Fake
People Always
Think
Everythang's
Fake, Like
Love, Faith
And Desire.
Now It’s NOT About Making... PREDICTIONS... !!!
It’s About Airing Opinions Within The Things I’ve Written...
Because NOBODY Can PREDICT What The Future Will Bring... !!!
So Is it... Uni Or College... ?
That Gives Someone KNOWLEDGE.... ?
Or Is It Just A... FACADE... ?
To Teach People NONSENSE... !!!!!!!!!!
Never stop learning because in
learning
there Abides
teaching
and likewise in
teaching, learning
dwells.
both the
lecturers and
schoolers has
somewhat
to teach the
Ya Know I ...
Write About LESSONS In Most of My Rhymes...
The Lessons In Life That Can OPEN Your Eyes... !!!
And Sometimes.... SURPRISE ... !!!!!!!!
She has arrived, she’s beautiful, scarred, humbled, and wise.
Most of all this woman is alive.
She walks with a hint of pride, but not too proud to admit her missteps.
Mistakes and lessons dance in harmony a 2-step.
Now The Learning Curve Within THIS WORLD...
When It Comes To How We Live Is A SERIOUS THING..... !!!
You Might THINK You Know A Person...
But It’s Clear That HIGHER LEARNING...
Means You Need To Be OBSERVANT... !!!
Confidence has never been a feeling explored by me.
Employed by me to heal from the hurt in me, by others, and by me.
Feels good to know that my reflection is a friend to me, no longer my enemy.
These Days I Have To Say...
That When It Comes To Wordplay...
That I Now Put To Page....
” Come On Now Bro !
You NEED To LET GO of That EGO ! "
Ya Know It's CLEAR The Subject of WISDOM...
Requires Lyricism That's Bred From THOUGHT And THINKING... !!!!!
MAN I Can Feel The CRACKS ... !!!
As My Body ... LACKS ...
The Youth It Once Had ... !!!
When I Could Withstand Exercise Programmes ....
That Worked All The Muscles That Slowly DO Crumble ... !!!
If I were a leaf on a tree..oh how would I leave ..me
leaving me..would make me laugh..leaving for you..
you think.. you ask...no says I to me...you know..
leaving for free..says me..right now..I would leave me..
You think your power is in your bones
But it is truly in the heart
Fear shall corrupt you
And I say, I say!
I am innocent
My Lifeblood you shed
You think you hold The Key that will force
These Days It's CLEAR I've Now Passed ... " Those Years " ... !!!
Where RUNNING My Mouth ...
To PROVE WITHOUT Doubt ...
That My Thoughts Are SOUND ...
Is NO LONGER A Need That Lives Within Me ... !!!
I agreed when she called the world ugly,
When she whined it was a washed-out warped place.
Said I hated when weather was sunny,
Scorned sensations of summer on my face.
A dusty, near- forgotten tome
found in some long- neglected nook
its paper a fragile parchment
crinckled with age...
You open the cover,
peer as if into a portal-
opened,
you expect profound truths.
A little wink,
A loving scold,
A hint to stories yet untold.
The Sage brought about by age,
They sing of their glory days.
A lot of wisdom,
So little of time,
Out of Mother’s Earth a nurtured sapling
As of Mother’s womb fetus comes alive
Light of life glowing out of darkness, spring
Spiraling new beginnings to survive.
Sophia full of wisdom and grace. The sun radiates from her face. Beneath her feet the moon does lay. A crown of seven stars upon her head, resting, do they stay. In the beginning, you hovered over the face of the earth.
Many of the experiences that make us grow are uncomfortable
Many of them are surely life-changing
Some of them are relevations
My growth experience, sure, it was painful
But it made me accept the pain
Like a snake curled to strike
In the dark it hides
Coiling tightly to its prey
Little Girl
That little girl who no longer sits at the table, quailing away from the green monstrosities
She forages for the ripest of them all
Cooked or raw, she isn’t picky
Every birthday of the past, held anticipation of simply being an older age
Day by day wondering of the woman I would grow up to be
I grow by the second knowing that the now brings out the best in me
I’m a good person, with a bad past
Happiness could never last
Coming from a broken home with broken dreams
I never went through life with ease
I thought love was a scary thing
From Wisdom
Why must you be so petty
Arguing endless points that get you nothing
Why are you always looking to be pretty
As if good comes from objects of something
Why when you try to think
Twinkling in the corner of my eyes
Shining past leaves of the trees I pass by
She warms me
Revealing the blinds she is always there
Smiling compassionately with such empathy
I used to be deranged and I know this is strange,my life got rearranged,from the inside I got changed,suddenly sucess is in my range.<br></br>I'm 25 years old, yet I feel like an infantI'm known for metaphores, and this song will be no
(The mind is a fragrance of the brain. To change minds the brains have to be healed. Our leaders keep trying to change minds and so nothing changes.)
I am
A grandmother without wrinkles,
A raven without feathers,
A mother without children.
I am
A writer with no paper,
A singer with no listeners,
A wind with no kites.
Feeding on the images in my own contemplation, mental orgasms leading to sinfully sensual stimulation. As your body calls, my body urges, caught up in temptation, as the storm surges, so ready to release and splurge.
They told you time would heal. That eventually you'd make progress. So you carry on. Sometimes you go days, weeks without crumbling.
It's who she is that makes her beautifuland not her looks that make her glowBut her soul shines through her fleshlike the sun that beams against the iciclesUniquely designed snowflakes intricately combined
She does not sit on a throne
But that doesn’t mean she isn’t deserving of one
She does not wear a crown, but her head of hair
is as beautiful as gold and as soft as silk
O Captain my Captain
Blue horizon as far as the eye can see
Orotund splashing of a joyous dolphin
Deep Neptune profoundly advises me
Audacious waves ferociously battle
Be one who sits and smiles,
Who nods to give consent
While others loudly crow
And boastfully invent
-
You've learned a golden truth
Which silence can convey:
"With grace mete out your words,
Today I Lift my eyes to new & exciting ventures. I ventured to say, they all Rock & Win like a cup of potential.Today I win at everything I form & mention.And all goes well as I say, it's just that simple. 'Found this place while I was
How do you feel?
I asked the man.
His response was slow
He answered me though,
Wise words seemed to flow
Life exists before we do
And before life exists the Earth
And even before the Earth there is more, much much more
More than any person or animal can comprehend
In all of it, there is a lesson
Wisdom.
It is the key to success for some.
It is the driving motivation for others.
It is the difference between all knowing and foolishness.
It is not something aquired in a day, week, or even month.
Poems are confusing
Their purposes disguised
Seemingly blunt yet concealing
A plausibly traumatic demise
Whomever shall find these creatures appealing
A fish radiating off the moon
Like the summer's light.
Blazing hot as day on the coldest night.
Blended in with the ocean blue.
Picture perfect, what a view.
Only one of its kind yet was considered stupid.
I pray you see me.
I pray you see me as I see you.
Like the rays of the sun shining on the Earth.
Your light is the epitome of life.
Your light is a smile, a laugh; a true gift upon this land.
Thankful, I AM thankful for my life and the people that made it so.
who I now know as the first God I ever met, I AM bone of her bone flesh of her flesh.
I.
Lines that break
on the epitome of sound
ring forth
like the swells ~~~~
of a whale
dipping into
the sea ~~~~~~~~~
Lighting scorches fresh fields of bloomin buds
Their innocent pink petals singed by sparks of the electric blaze
The Old man sitting on the porch of his past and destined home
Watches the pasture he has always watched
Dear anyone who’s going through a rough time,
Currently, my life is a riptide. Life has slowly began to
come to a high but I know, in time another fall will
follow. I had to be hurt, many times to understand
Dear anyone who’s going through a rough time,
Currently, I’m on a riptide. Life has slowly began to come to a high but
I know, in time another fall will follow. I had to be hurt, many times
someday a boy will break your heart in two
consider this a forewarning to you
his eyes
brilliant baby blue
will consume you entirely
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,
I'm living in a castle made of sand.
It looks to be made of some hearty stone,
But I'm good at finding truth.
Sometimes I pluck it out of ears, like a magician's coin.
Truth is a bit more expensive.
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!
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.
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
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,
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
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,
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.
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
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
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
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