Degrees Poems - Poems about Degrees

Fake diplomas granted Fake universities,certificates printed Without academic trace. Agents weave tales of degrees Selling fake papers for lakhs Fraudulent degrees Learnings sacred ground defiled A tale of Delhi's academic fraud and elsewhere in India A cautionary tale Where credentials are bought and sold...

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(Turkish DOBAG rug) Degrees of Soul Awhile ago I got a Turkish rug that opened my eyes To what real joy looks like Transferred to one’s work. In this rug I could see the soul of a weaver Proud to be part of a tradition She added to with each delicate knot. And with my eyes so opened I could clearly see...

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I hide I lied I cried I tried I survived I thrive ...

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a hundred degrees in Kansas feels like two thousand degrees somewhere else we cannot get comfortable sweat is rolling down the small of our backs. our dogs are lollygagging with tongues hanging out the humidity of the Midwest is our undoing...

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Master of Hate (conferred for general practice) Master of Bigotic Hate (conferred for narrow-minded reasons like religious or political belief) Master of Occupational Hate (conferred for haters for money or other favors in return or as a job or profession) Master of Ignorant Hate (conferred for haters with reasons they cannot understand like they don't even...

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King Duncan wouldn't allow it Chin sweat and air conditioning Sending me into a linguistic shaming spiral Flavoursome mints and sparkling water Won't fix this wet nightmare Telling the steps to SHUT UP Sock sniffer Chemical bomb leather shoes Armpits oceaning Give me Nigeria Or the jungle Where the birds don't sing My wife has been reading The Return of the Native for ten years But...

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60 degrees, The sun is so strong! I can stay out, All day long! My shirt is gone, The heat won't last, Summer is gone! But keeping a tan, All winter long, Could be a goal, If I remain strong! Moving the dogs...

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So many good acquaintances-- I wish I could get to know Alas, we're kept apart-- cuz I made them think I'm too weird, though :(...

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Written By: D. Collins 8/3/23 Three-hundred and sixty degrees is what we call a circle. Where both ends meet, and it is totally perfect. In relationships perfect circles could never be. Because it ain't a circle, if off by one degree. A circle can be a circle with a little duct tape. In today's relationships nobody's willing to stay. There could...

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If there's thinking there's consciousness in degrees. A plant senses, An amoeba feels to a degree. A bee thinks, A bird thinks. A monkey thinks better, An infant thinks better still. Humanity was the king of beasts, the crowning king of consciousness. But the conglomerate assembly of all human knowledge into a machine with artificial intelligence, means humans are poised to be eclipsed and demoted to become cockroaches scurrying...

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Date: April 2026 The 1st degree is unknown Damian and Polly had planned The trip to the Copy Cat Club For weeks with Dolly and Molly The club was popping when They hit the scene. The DJ was on point with Hip hop and slow love songs. Damian and Polly danced to Two love songs, then rested In their chosen booth. The...

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This morning I gave thanks for this brand-new present wrapped in a bow of sunshine. What marvelous new knowledge will come my way to benefit others and myself from the divine? I asked only how may I serve to fulfill the purpose God sent me here for. How may I be a beacon in the darkness showing...

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a bit of nature churning waves dark sea angry clouds roll overhead nor'easter rages dampness without rain upon trimmed lawns in morning cool night air made dew calling out warnings perched on high in naked tree blue black raven crows from depths of winter melting snow ever downward so rivers meet seas pushing through dark earth sprout breaks free into sunlight pulling in smooth warmth silently eyeing opportunity awaits lynx sitting stone...

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Degrees of Poverty “How will my vow of perpetual poverty Cure the absolute poverty-stricken? Or shall I give to the relative poor, So they may exercise a standard of living, Until riches vanish by greedy intentions. “And why place this yoke on my salvation? Will being less fortunate make one spiritually inclined? Are not the needy prone to blame God for their position, As...

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Sixty Degrees In January Miracle Man 1/11/2022 Inhaling the beauty on a winter day, drifting chimney smoke fills the airway. A stirring of the breeze is barely enough, to sound the chimes with each puff. I’m searching the positives in my past life, Seeking only good times, avoiding strife. Remembering faces whose names I forget, hopefully not caused by present mindset. Coffee cup empty and newspaper...

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