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Premium MemberAN ALLEGORICAL MATH LESSON: Rational and Irrational Numbers

AN ALLEGORICAL MATH LESSON
(Rational And Irrational Numbers)
             
              1.
Rational numbers,
And irrational numbers,
Teach many lessons:
Allegorical lessons,
On the living of our lives:- 

                2.
We must live rationally;
Living irrationally sucks:
Swallowing life’s goals:-
That teasing “pie in the sky”,
Must be assessed by squaring 
With God’s sage divine wisdom,
And His repeating guidance:-

                 3.
Thus, always strive to be
In logical reasoning
With ourselves, and with others:-
With deception all wiped out,
And all wrong things put aside,
Always seek to do what’s right:-


Hi May

Hi January
I miss you
ah, not you
but January. I miss May,
who smiled in the flower field
to the strains of the melancholic song
that played in my head at that time.

Hi May, let's go together again to January
so I can see you again
spinning merrily
among those swings.

Hello May
You will sit again by the North Sea
catching the tide
as I loved it.

And May,
walk again in the dim lights of the old city
with your steps in those white shoes
and I with the night drizzle,
admiring you then.

And now the drizzle is falling
Missing you again
In the alternating drizzle

Premium MemberOF LIFE'S JOURNEY

OF LIFE’S JOURNEY  

At birth, life’s journey is planned;
While there will be many tolls,
God’s GPS will guide you:-

Goodbyes

I remembered what you did to me in the past
You caused me to shatter like glass
I lost myself trying to stay freinds with you
I played the wrong cards now I've got permanent scars 
You want me to forgive you for what you did
You took everything to far with no regards 
I put you first so many times
Everytime you said you cared for me that was nothing  but staright lies
You made me feel worth less then a dime
You made me want to give up time after time 
You aplogize like that will make everything right 
Sorry but not tonight 
I fell for your tricks to many times 
I kept on trying to please you losing myslef to pure manipulative  evil
Took advantage of my heart left me suffering in the dark falling apart
The past still haunts me at night flash backs of what you've done 
I've moved on hun, got better with my life 
Now your trying to come back after all that time
I wont let you in and break what i've mend 
This is goodbye no more give me one more time or im sorry 
You've cross the line 
This time I warned you so to you a goodbye

before voices stepped in


I can’t remember who I was,
before voices other than mine stepped in.

I think I wanted to be
a movie director, a script I read in kindergarten—
a line or two still hums when I dream.

I think I wanted to be
a fashion designer, my first sketches—
heels like daggers, dresses stitched with thunder.

I think I wanted to be
a writer, during math class in middle school—
a girl with powers, betrayed by her lover.

Now I tell people I want to be
a marketing executive, a product manager—
since when, I can’t remember.

Before voices other than mine stepped in,
I think, I think—

I wanted to be
the hand behind moving dreams.



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Note: Inspired by a line I saw on Pinterest 'Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?'


Premium MemberHAPPY MOTHER'S DAY: A 5-7-5 Trio

Glory be to God,
Moms are the laborers of God:
Praising God for Moms:-

Without their labor,
We would not be in this world:
All praises to Moms:-

Praise God for navels,
Keeping Moms with us always:
Happy Mother’s Day!

Premium MemberLovely

You are lovely,
full of birdsong with not much dew
was there ever a morning such as you

Study Talks

Study Talks


Maths, Science, English, Hindi,
Sr. Newton why u discovered gravity? , 
Formulas and experiments, 
books took our brain on rent

Day or night root and Square 
always have frustating fight.

My bat and ball are waiting for me,
 I also wanna play out suddenly.

It's been a long time,
Since I have drawn something. 
I just want to free myself 
to achive more and more...... everything,

English has its Grammar, 
Math and physics are undiscovered 
chemistry and biology
 they even make me feeling lazy.

History for me is like a mystery, 
I would learn photography 
rather than geography.

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© Stary Moon  Create an image from this poem.

My Teacher Is The Light Of My Life

My Teacher Is The Light Of My Life

 Birds sing sweetly in the morning
 The sky is clear without clouds and blue
 My teacher came riding a bicycle
 Bring useful knowledge
 For our beloved ones

 My teacher gave me a role model
 Without tiredness or time
 The light of your lamp will always live
 Illuminates every step of the journey
 Your knowledge will be useful throughout your life

 My teacher told me
 When you grow up you will become a useful person
 To the nation
 I pinned the message in my heart
 All your services will never be forgotten

Pretty

Since high school I’ve been trying to be pretty.

New clothes.
New friends.
New personality .

Being less nerdy. 
Less of who I used to be way back when.

But see the problem is,
I’m still who I used to be in middle school. 
No matter how much makeup I wear.
No matter how many hoodies I throw away.

I’m still Ameirah Rivers.
The girl with the strange walk.
And the funny fashion taste.
With the weird taste in men. 

She wasn’t messed up. 
Nothing was wrong with her.
They were white and skinny,
And she was just Ameirah.

And that’s ok.
Be Ameirah. 
Bring joy to peoples faces 
Make them look twice 

Stand your ground.
Argue back.
Keep living.
Keep nerding out.

You’re authentic.
Not covergirl.
Just Ameirah.

Friendship

In the sun or in the rain
She stands strong never in vain.

With a smile that lights the day
In her heart joy finds a way.


Her laughter dances in the air
A bond so deep so sweet so rare.

With her love she shines so bright
Together they make everything right.


Through thick and thin we share it all
In every rise and every fall.

This girl is amazing it's true
With her by my side there's nothing we can't do.
© chloe wise  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Membermiddle school girl imitators

middle school
girls become imitators
copying mannerisms and styles
mimicking those they admire
often losing their own identity for a year or two
sad pretenders, not living up to themselves yet

FOREBODING VIBRATIONS

WOMB at WAR

Why couldn't I use protection
My condition gets me more rejection
...cord laced with grief and shame

INFANCY

My god!!! Shut up! I need silence
No, no, no....never resort to violence
...alone and needy

EARLY YEARS

Do not ask me for one more thing
All you do is want and cling
...shunned

MIDDLE SCHOOL

Hey you, you wanna have some fun
Get away from all your Mama's done
...escape

GRADUATE

He entered in silence and pulled the device
Aimed at the voice, bam...no more lies
...peace

Written by Trudy Schrader on 09-012024

Note: Hearing dialog between parents and children at work is overwhelming sometimes.

Message from the corner

Right now, I sit here, alive, because of you.
I met the most important people in my life, because of you.
I got with her because of you.
I learnt who I was, because of you
I found my joy in you
Then… because of you
I learnt fear
I learnt hate 
I learnt pain
Ignorance…
I became ignorant because of you
I became aggressive because of you
I became- 
I fixed it, without you.
I changed, without you
But I'm stuck to you, because of you, and you're stuck to me.
Right now, I sit here, alive…
© Vesta Star  Create an image from this poem.

Lesbian in the locker room

I'm willing to worship
Any girl that calls me a name other than disgusting 
The world is progressive 
But it has not moved forward 
I turn to face the linoleum, saying,
                                          "Oh the ceiling is looking mighty fine today"
And then they squeal 
                                          "Ew, she's looking at me!"
Report me to the principal if you dare
I dare you to be outed 
And still have to show up to class every day 

I leave the locker room 
Gym shorts and ugly gray t-shirt
Covering up the undeserved shame I feel 
I'm just focused on trying to make the volleyball team 
I'm not worried about how high you're hiking up your shorts 
It doesn't make you look cool 
Oh, and Josh, I talked to him 
He doesn't like you 

I hope your Christian parents 
Can see how you dress when they aren't there to check in the morning 
Putting on mascara that's full of vulgarity 
And misleading phrases 
Your pretty polished faces made middle school living torture 
I should have stayed in the closet
Instead of coming out for you

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