Driving Force Poems - Poems about Driving Force

My awe and fascinated find Lost deeply in a human mind. Its fancy fonts, not easy read, And yet it masterminds each deed. Incessant innovative source, Societies’ fierce driving force. The scope of knowledge, wide and vast, What minds grasp is designed to last. Dishonoured defaults of mankind Sit heavy on a human mind. Gloom,...

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Motivation helps us through, As good result is in view....

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My driving instructor John Kermode taught me to drive safely on the road Then got me through my driving test- as an instructor I’d rate him the best! Clerihew Poetry Contest Sponsored by Regina McIntosh My driving instructor John was such a fabulous teacher, he had never allowed a child to be in the car during a lesson, but as my...

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Be that driving force Be willing to learn everything Wisdom and knowledge is power Think of the energy that you will bring Education is where it's at You will be able to broaden your mind To the head of the class you will go Remember to be courteous and kind...

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Sweet memories of her remain since she stopped by my desk that day and saw my artwork clear and plain, amazed that I could draw that way. My fourth-grade teacher hugged me tight and whispered, "You are gifted, dear." Through many years, she gave me light; this special Nun had shaped my sphere. The feeling she left me is strong; her driving force- my...

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poverty a driving force The crimes are high Is like the jails is no new news To be over populated Why this crimes here and there Who is to be blamed For poverty drives the people Insane in this world now Like a force it hit the people Like a tornado Yet they don't care about us...

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The wind blew and who blew it The cloud moves and who pushed it The waters flows and who drives it The storms arose and who quickened it The day departed and the night arrived The sun vanished and the stars appeared The rains ceased and the drought came The plains soon becomes a desert And the dry lands soon become a...

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We were like the sun in the month of May Now we're like June, with the sun gone astray Like Ice on a July mornin Now, we don't belong We were like sand on the beach; so cleansing & smoothe But now we're like the shore, that's washed away We used to be sunshine on a cloudy day Now we're like the...

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