Best Lecture Poems

They call it the Sunday Scaries
They call it the Bubble Visualisation Exercise 

I felt the polished wood of my table 
The softness of my son's hair

My pencil snapped when I started my Gratitude Journal
Turn to the person next to you and tell them about a...

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THEORIES THAT WERE PRESENTED
ILLUSTRATIONS IN HOW YOU REPRESENTED
MY FELLOW GRADUATES
UNIVERSITIES HAVE TAUGHT YOU WELL
AS YOU LEAVE THROUGH THE DOORS EVERYONE YOU ASSOCIATE WITH WILL BE ABLE TO TELL
BUT IT IS UP TO YOU HOW YOU SELL YOURSELF
BE CONFIDENT, BUT DON’T DO LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE
THROUGHOUT YOU...

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Planets orbit 
Around my metaphysical courses 
Quantum field 
See what atoms build 
Son of adam 
Created patterns
Manufactured structure to my calacus 
Elements satured 
An analysis 
Of this being can't be grafted 
They want me to breath in their hazardous gases 
Drink their toxin  chemical...

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Jung lectured of dogma
its strangling of the symbol
the Medieval melted with magma
doubt was born, its smile twinkled
As monks wrote songs of Poliphile

Seeking soul from the external
in the Enlightened world,
nothing seems to be real
For eons our ancestors
were certain of the eternal

Is the light worth its weight?
Pain...

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when i see young surgeons
with careless hands dissecting
poems in schools
ruthless for marks,
i smirked and declined from
warning them,one day
they will dissect their lives in poems.
not all of them will write,some will
pen lyrics and think greatly about it,
O that emotion that is universally Sad.
i know,their teachers too
have...

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Bored to death,
Understanding nothing in this mess.

The things we take is to much,
Waiting for the hour when we can go out for lunch.

The head spins when hearing such a thing,
And the ear starts to ring.

Things get reduced and things gets increased,
The doctor keeps talking and...

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It’s 9 in the morning.
The time when I sleep in my thoughts
The time when I browse with no warning
The time when I nail the teacher to the cross
 
With his tedious work ethic,
With his dull monotone,
With his stupendous sight of sluggish logic,
I cannot stand his...

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Either she had skipped a class,
Now in lecture halls with Glass
Or had merited The New
For The Quite Brilliant Few:
To no longer mow down grass
Mean labor prefects bypass;
What All Former mates treasure
And strictly take for pleasure
Like Ice-cream-recharged leisure!

It is an Immunity
Not in University
And that’s The Adversity,
For...

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Each day a lecture is offered by life to us for our Degree of understanding to obtain! 








© Demetrios Trifiatis
       19 March 2017...

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Things you know not about a carnivore
Are many like the goods in hoarder’s store,
Some of them quick at baring the skin pore,
Some much harder than Steel or Iron Ore,
Still some knowledge you could pick from walked floor...

To start with, it adores its ugly jaw,
With it...

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Sitting in the lecture hall 
is when it all came clear.
My past is my creator
and my demon.
My past has giving me strength to over come 
and improvise.
It has giving me the courage to take another step forward.
It has shown me how to dream and want...

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The quyeer one's into lectures.' Well he?? yes he is the pm.!
A background full of law, and saville ignoranc, no intent' to
Besmirch or to scandal.' I don't think there is need he is
Personally in thst quite active.' I'll try to bring all up to speed."...

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Made a suggestion,
And Lecture on Conjecture;
Did blow many minds.

Jim Horn...

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Lecture Given By Clergy

We were given a lecture by the clergy,
With much energy exhibited in liturgy,
Done deal;
No appeal,
Who later had been accused of perjury.

Jim Horn


Kavanaugh was part of the clergy so he
had said....

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I went to the art lecture

Because I knew it would

Be dark, and I could sit 

In the back of the room

In back of all the backs

Of heads staring forward

At the slides shuttering by,

Oil strokes, cut stones

Doric spires all whispering

--This too shall pass—

Ruins.

You could still smoke...

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