Poetry Blogs (Knowledge)
[ ] See the red flags and watch who & what you in your life you allow.
[ ] A smile can be a frown upside down.
[ ] The energy vampires brings what appears as holy water only to watch you drown.
[ ] They see your King/Queen royalty & they want your crown.
[ ] You may not see them peeping, lurking, spying, but they're around.
[ ] They're studying you lowkey up & down, hair f...
Monday 23rd November 2020 11:58 am
Will you raise your voice for the oppressed
Will you demand Governmental redress
Will you speak on things that truly matter
Will you allow this illusion to truly shatter
Will you plant the seeds in the ears of youth
So they can discover the yield of truth
Will you speak up Will you scream
Will you have faith Will you dream
Will you turn up your volume for the silenced
Wednesday 28th October 2020 7:45 am
Ignorance is the deceiver of all men
The fate of which can come close to death
As though not knowing gravity exists will prevent you from falling
Nor that laws set in place will keep you out of prison
Ignorance is a dangerous mistress
It lures you in only to leave you stranded
It will strip you of your independence
Leave you bare for all to ridicule
Tuesday 18th August 2020 3:53 am
Ujjal Mandal, Ganguria, India, WB
The beings bend their head down
Whose head wears the golden crown
Like the trees full of salubrious fruits
Do, is called the paragons of virtue.
Tuesday 11th August 2020 7:40 am
I wish you horses and castles, royalty and peace
But you’ll just move forward, into defeat
The pawns are the masters, and they are the slaves.. they
Allow the king and queen, on board to play
Without which the game, would not be the same
Without which, who, would take all the blame?
Working and striving, for a better life
Blood sweat and tears, and still we fight
Wednesday 23rd October 2019 5:40 pm
you don't know
is a gift.
To think you know
when you don't
is a disease.
To know you are diseased
is a gift
that allows you
to lift yourself
- Jim Teeters from Because of This
Friday 5th April 2019 2:21 am
Translation of my Arabic Poem (“The Choice”)
Who, in the World, chooses his birth?
Who chooses his family and children?
Who chooses his fate and country?
Who chooses the time to go to heaven?
But it is possible to choose our day
To sincerely care about family and work
This will be the first right step to our future
To achieve our goals while we're alive
Your name and countr...
Monday 25th February 2019 8:11 pm
Nobody knows everything
But we should know what we do
Books are there for reading
And courses there to go
Don't say:"I know enough"
Your brain, sure, will freeze
Don't let someone to laugh
If you meet someone who knows
That the rule of good knowledge
Learn what you really need
The knowledge has a good bridge
To cross it, you must read
Friday 22nd February 2019 8:17 pm
If you learn from the past
Improving your future
Then you'll achieve the goal
And reach it safely faster
Pay an attention to move
Know the direction to go
Have time to Improve
Act well, not only "show"
Earn your people' regard
And don't cross the fence
Know the value of the word
Now you've got confidence
Sunday 17th February 2019 7:48 pm
How do you know if time is being wasted?
Drifting so far away from the honesty that the honesty becomes a lie,
How do you know if it's what's meant to be, if im with you and he's not with me?
They say time you enjoy wasting, isn't wasted time,
But does that apply when you've got your enjoyment, and I've lost mine?
How do you know what's meant to be?
I'm with you, and he's no...
Monday 5th November 2018 6:57 pm
I dined on a feast of knowledge.
For the first course i took everything
That was fed to me.
For the second course i chewed over
What had been digested.
For the third course i mulled over
What was important in my life.
For the fourth course
I reflected and felt replete.
For dessert, I left that on the plate
Until i could decide on the next course.
Tuesday 10th April 2018 3:03 pm
This poem is about growing old.
The City Shadowed
I cannot remember my name. And
where I came from. Or when I came here.
I am not from this place, this city, and
its silent people, its pale-vaulted sky,
its black shadow silhouettes
flickering lightly across blank walls.
Here the bar staff talk in lilting Irish
cadences, and look straight through you
Thursday 16th February 2017 5:39 am
My latest entry was inspired by a debate I had with some friends recently.The basic principle of this was the theory that you would be happier uneducated than if you knew everything. The theory that Ignorance is bliss.
So enjoy the poem and if you would like to comment your thoughts on the subject then please do.
To Unknow is to dream
Knowledge is p...
Monday 29th October 2012 12:54 pm
Take a look into my eyes,
And maybe we will find
that between you and me
It's the way that love should be.
She told me I had beautiful eyes
her heart said friends
and her mouth did too...
and my mind's confused now I'm not with you.
See I can be the best friend that I have been for years
or I can be the guy that can hold you near.
But I can't be this.
You said you don...
Saturday 15th October 2011 11:50 pm