Best Exams Poems

wat to write wat to say..
feeling noise not to explain.......

tired of being someones always......
want to be myself for once....
in these days.....

getting busy lots of work.....
...

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My life as a grade school teacher
Is like  a life-long student and schooler
Always working with colors, pens and papers
While taking care of kids as...

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A cord had been stretched, from our hearts to the moon
across foolish years, to a life far beyond
It coiled around a chair, down the hall,...

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From time to time, people ask me
About my education.
Only then, I remember
I have no degrees or diplomas.
I attended no university either.
I hated textbooks and exams.
I...

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Moment a desire arises 
we become joyous
Mind starts ruminating
We are hooked on to it

What began as a mere thought
Now controls our mind, actions
Mind thinks about...

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"Soul to The Letters of Love"



Dropped into a body
the vessel is a skeleton key
where waits the other being
holding 3 
in its own mind and hands
the...

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WE . . .  NOT  FRUSTRATED

Those whose mouth  speak and ooze 
Only fire of a voluble vibrating vocabulary 

Those whose sin is...

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From my mother's womb I yelled into the room,
mattress on the living room floor,
my bro I replaced as the youngest, his face
as he screamed and...

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In a small village in the green valleys of the Peak District, Sarah gave birth to a son, after a decade of trying for a...

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even her name evoked colorful images
Ginger November, a student of mine
quiet girl with ebony hair
a blessing to teach till family troubles intervened

divorcing parents of a...

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The symphony and guitar too..had made
It pleasent and soothing story which was once said..
Do it even if, world hate...
This was the cause of being her...

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It's way back before I reached 
       Age of double-digits
     But very clear in my...

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Two months after graduation I dialed her number, 8 - 1 - 8,
            ...

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Remember remember Mum when we were small.
Holding hands as we learnt to walk,
Teaching us how to talk.
On the swing you'd push us high
Till our feet...

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I never learned to ride a horse
Or parasail or dive.
I never learned the trick involved
In keeping plants alive.

I never learned to knit or paint
Or tie...

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