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Elaine Everdeen Feb 2019
If mouths can actually talk
Then eyes would rather see
The ears would start to hear
What wonders mold to be

If that world then exist
My skin would trigger touch
My nose would then smell
The beauty, such and such

But when I refuse to live this way
Start an enclosed  journey
Let my mind hear what it feels
Have my heart say what to see

I would start to feel the world
Growning upon my palm
Then wash away the fears
When my senses would be calm
Just let your senses die for a while, and see how limitless feelings can encapsulate your mind. Its......good.
PiLomus Feb 2019
With ignorance as a pride,
I dawn on the regular stride,
My mind was weaving its thread,
Surmising ways to spread,
Drowned under the outpouring of lore,
Suddenly a rock hit my core.

There was she, who was to be decoded,
A hapless **** make her slash,
Under the encumbrance of pain,
She did not let a single tear to rain,
Under disgust for her angelic reasons,
She did not stop showing love for the new seasons,
Two paths coalesce under the shrine,
Another cardinal lesson from the divine,
I again started to run,
For the new day under Sun.
Pain fade with time,but never goes in vain.
Crow Feb 2019
when we are young we practice love
though we know not a whit thereof

each pang we suffer our heart askew
must be certain sign of love most true

each time our heart is cut and bruised
is a lesson taught of love misused

a stern instructor of teenage years
life keeps teaching through our tears

but pain and sorrow are love’s only school
we must attend if we would learn this rule

it’s not love itself which does us wrong
but the lying tongue and deceiving song

no love gone bad is not to blame
it’s a selfish heart to which love’s a game
Written primarily about teenage love, but the lesson holds true
Anna Feb 2019
I can't lose you.
        You mean too much to me.
                   But the tighter I hold on.
        The more my hands begin to burn.

I love you.
I want you.

        But maybe, I need to learn to let go.
                  I don't want to, but as I look down at my raw, red hands.
                  I realize that the tighter I cling.
                  The more damage I cause.
I won't lose you.

But maybe,
you will lose me.
A loyal person knows how hard it is to say goodbye. They want to believe that any relationship can last, that even the people who hurt us the most can change. Unfortunately a lesson that those people ( myself included) need to learn; is that sometimes we cant save everyone.
Kashif Khalid Feb 2019
All you need is a lesson......
Don't cry  just learn ...
Soldier, the pain you earn ....
Makes you strong in return ....
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©kashifqdn
My first one. Please comment your views on it
ana laag Feb 2019
I didn't know that
you will just be another lesson
that I needed to learn.
I became obsessed with the fact
that things are finally stable
even if everything's not perfect
and not going right,
I thought we could make it work
if I'll try to lower my pride
and everything
that I needed to sacrifice
Just to keep our relationship alive.
I've waited
for almost a year
for you to comeback
I promised you that.
Only to find out,
that you fell out of love.
I'm sorry.
I let you go.
Not because I'm weak,
but because it's the only way
to make you happy.
Thank you.

Nov. 17, 2017
I won't forget the feeling.
Donald Maher Jan 2019
My name is Amanda; I am pleased to meet you.
I must tell you my story I swear it is all-true.
It happened one day I was feeling quite low.
I had run out of answers I did not know where to go.

While all of my friends played out in the yard.
I pondered my homework it was so very hard.
Many times, I have tried and then just fell flat.
I just get so very angry and I act like a brat.
As I sit here and think, getting feelings of dread.
Many thoughts many words bounce around in my head.

Five plus five equals ten or possibly eleven.
If three is then taken does that make it seven?
Multiply that by four and let me see what I get.
I do not know the answer, not now, not quite yet.
As I sat and I sat, I thought very hard.
I even tried walking my dog in the yard.
I thought, “What can I do, how can I solve this riddle.
Perhaps I should give up, just start playing the fiddle.”
I finally at last came to the end of my rope.
I had given up all; I had run out of hope.

When at once there appeared a man dressed all in green.
He seemed very nice and not at all mean.
His hair was all fluffy and white as the snow.
On his right shoulder there sat a small crow.
He walked with a limp so he moved bit by bit.
When he came a lot closer, I asked him to sit.

He carried in his arms a very small trunk.
I asked what was in it, he replied, “Mostly just junk”
Sometimes it holds answers to problems and wishes.
But I usually just use it to just carry my dishes.
My name is Jin, and I heard you were amiss
I might just have a fix for a problem like this.

There is a cap you can wear when things get all hazy
It is green and fluffy and topped with a daisy.
I think that I have it somewhere, right in this trunk”
He reached deep inside, pulled out all sorts of junk.
Soon something emerged, made of tattered green cloth.
It was the cap that he spoke of and the wings from a moth.
He spoke. ”Put this cap on your head it should fit you quite well.
It won’t take very long you’ll be starting to tell.”
I cried, “I feel very silly don’t think this will work.
I look like an idiot I feel like a ****.
I do not see how this hat will help me be smart.
Can it help me with Math, how soon will it start?”

What is it I am feeling things are beginning to get clear.
Just like a fog is lifting from my head ear to ear
The Math it is so simple, how could I not see?
Just use some patience the answers will come to me    
But how can this be? This is only a hat.
It just sits on my head, like my Grandmas old cat.
I cannot really guess there may be some magic.
Without its help, the results would be tragic.

My homework all finished, my brain is so tired
From all this new knowledge that I just acquired
I must lay down I must take a nap
I must not forget to keep on my cap

I soon awakened, I felt so much smarter.
I tackled more problems that got even harder.
It worked with my Math I even did art.
Drawing my self was my most favorite part.
Wait! As I looked in the mirror I saw,
My cap has been lost and I stand here in awe.
But now what has happened I still feel very smart
I can still solve the Math and Science and make amazing Art.
Please, please tell me how can this be?
I don’t understand please help me to see.
Listening he appeared to be awfully proud
He laughed and he said so strong and aloud,
“It is not in the cap or the lone single daisy.
You were tired and sleepy, that’s why you were hazy.
It fell off your head whilst you took a long nap.
You arrived at the answers but not with the cap.”

I said, “How can this be it made me so smart?
I knew all my math; I knew how to make art.”

Its confidence you needed, the cap gave it to you.
It just helped you remember what you already knew.
Next time when you feeling all foggy and hazy,
Remind yourself of that cap, with the one single daisy.”
Ron Gavalik Jan 2019
I was once beaten
hard
by a large man
with red fire eyes
and froth on his lips.
Don’t worry, baby.
I gave as good
as I got.
That day, I learned
to survive.

-Ron Gavalik
Hit it: PittsburghPoet.com
Philomena Jan 2019
Two years ago I learned a lesson
But it didn't make sense until today

Three little dogs out in the snow
Roxy was short and round, but she was strong with red fur
Bumble and Sparky were smaller still and just wanted to have fun
And after a few minutes shrill barks filled the air
Bumble called for help as his brother was being torn apart
Roxy had him at his throat
The snow was red with blood
So I grabbed the beast
And timid Sparky tried to run away
Blood poured from his throat

Now as day turned into night
Bumble and Sparky were safe inside
Roxy was out in the cold
She wasn't safe and had to go
Bumble sat the whole night waiting for his brother
And sparky lay wrapped in his mother's arms
Trying to keep it together

There are two kinds of people in this world
That I now know
You either tear out the throats of the innocent
Or keep your head down and try protect your own
Rəhman JA Jan 2019
In my blood just nicotine and caffeine,
They are running stray in my vein,
Sometimes even i can't feel my brain,
Numbers are falling on me like rain.

Torture is illegal,but exam not,
I'm okay till here what i've got,
How the hell answer can change with the dot,
We choose the math but suicide methods a lot.
Exams are harmful for your health
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