Boards Poems - Poems about Boards

Only a few days are left, But no seriousness is felt. I don’t want to cry, I don’t want to regret, Need to study each chapter, each alphabet. I need to work hard, With determination, not just a façade. I want to score better, That’s what truly matters. Managing my time, Is harder to define. Working with a strict schedule, Feels far from cool. How foolish I...

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Life in 2024 . Ethics only on board... Educators are on roads......… Rich always freaky.. Poor always shaky.. Frauds seems always happy Life was in 2024 tragedy.. ...

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Life in 2024 . Ethics only on board... Educators are on roads......… Rich always freaky.. Poor always shaky.. Frauds seems always happy Life was in 2024 tragedy.. ...

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The reasons why ink’s sometimes bled do not always have to be said, but here is the gist: this helps climb the list of grinders, some live and some dead. Some feel that last line’s in poor taste, would likely prefer it erased. But it’s really quite stellar for a crusty old feller whose childhood ’twas spent eating paste....

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when i understood all guidance boards on the road, fell into abyss......

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There seems little hope when the tires won't hold air. Did God forsake us somewhere, along the long and dusty path? you and I, got wires crossed in despair... left to suffer this day alone, in His wrath. Oh lord.. I carry my hammer low, lower still.. my nails all crooked, torn away from oaken boards. The back forty waylaid, in early dawn's...

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Standing guard a once majestic neighborhood Sawn apart from natures living wood Dusted grey by ages blowing by Dilapidation falls, the cities cry By malfeasance where once a palace stood Against the wild desires to render dark Wrought by charge, another face demands the final dollar Disgraced by greed misplaced, a disposition now unsteady So like us the bleeding out No respect to spare...

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The uniform on the floor was to be washed, dried then ironed but the scones that the pig ate meant that a walk to some hidden caves was achieved but only after the recycling was put away and cleared from the cellar steps. Of course this was a necessity for the upright uptight electric key...

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Question for you, chicks and dudes, What is an ironing board to you? Did you know they were surfboards? Yes, they grow up, surf did bore, Surfboards got a day job, Being ironing boards is their lot, Nonsense I do compose, Only a joke in an ode!...

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SO BROTHER YOU SAW BLACK BOARDS Them that have made you a stranger to your people Them that have made you an alien among your own I hear you saw blackboards… And indeed they changed you For you have lost touch with your roots; Nothing that mattered to you before matters now To the elders you bow no more, The seasons are...

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BROTHER I SAW BLACK BOARDS… Brothe,r don’t ask why… When I linger in a little longer in bed Just know I saw blackboards When I seem to have forgotten your ways Just know I saw blackboards When my opinion from yours differs .., Just know I saw blackboards When I can’t join in on your drinking spree Just know I saw blackboards… When the language...

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School black boards, No dusters!...

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It's the silence, That's exciting. The secret, That keeps it alive. It's the risk, That I live for. The rejection, That keeps me fighting. Our secret, That keeps my thirsty. Never ending thrill, That's got me going. Sneaking around, Is what should be done. Keeping our voices down, The only way to get around. What's left hidden, Is what I crave to find. What pushes me further, Is what I intend to pull closer. Impossible...

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wake up in the morning first thing i say is i wish i was dead...

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Perhaps the most inane entities contrived by the human race, (Leaving folks wondering why they must meet in the first place), Are the interminable meetings of committee, panel and board, Convening for hours leaving participants bleary-eyed and bored! For many boards, committees and panels, alas, I was drafted, Sitting through them with eyes glazed as my mind drifted and wafted, Listening...

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