Ignorance Poems - Poems about Ignorance

There was a man I knew— bitten by ignorance’s venom. All his life, he groped through shadows, searching for cures in the dark— but he found none, until he bit the dust. One day, while spring still painted the world, his sun just beginning to rise, and the stream sparkled...

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This is hilarious. Try bow those strings like Stradivarius. But i think you missed the point of your own aim. Without a shred of self reflection or acknowledged self deception. The irony of it is just insane. Because in actual fact, once you attacked. it's clear you were the only one to maim. I mean honestly, this false dichotomy. Will leave more than...

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Ignorance is a rhyme without a soul, an art fading into slow oblivion, like fallen tulips swirling through captive rays of a weary sun, amidst hot sighs tearing through the deafening silence of the evening, and they are more than the burning thorns of a phoenix rose moon, infused in scarlet elixirs of an enchanted dusk weaving its silent...

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Never accept shoddy goods or poor service, you have consumer rights, if they don't address your concerns, contact their chairman. Quote by poet When I was growing up my dear mother often said to me Always speak when spoken to and be courteous as can be So, it riles me when folks are ignorant and couldn't give a...

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They who say ‘Ignorance is Bliss’ ~ have yet to partake of their first long kiss ...

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listen look and learn ignorance can be believed it only takes once...

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It's funny. The mind goes there and back, Switching between lyre to inspire - And the sober thoughts of black. If all I love is theory, And if all I know is fiction, Then why do eyes get teary, To the tune of my prediction? I could dream a thousand times, And play the songs that flow. If nothing else at least it rhymes, With...

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We have turned this entire earth into a senseless graveyard through ignorance and fear, people are afraid to say YES to life, afraid to listen to the deep laws of their BEING, afraid to surrender to the direct experience of life as if to a purifying stream, remaining forever captive in the clutches of cultural conditioning that drowns...

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I hate how it always ends up like that. How I get ignored for several hours. And reply within a few seconds. To think that you didn’t care as much as I do. Engraves a sense of solitude in my heart. I can’t call myself anything but a fool. To hopelessly stare blankly at a screen. How can I have these emotions,...

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‘Satire is traditionally the weapon of the powerless against the powerful.’ – Molly Ivins don’t believe the many bots dripping fermented honey extolling the clown’s virtues Gaza graveyards bid sunny an emperor without clothing dressed in naked ignorance his vitriolic poison spewed golden statues at the entrance undercurrents of the morally corrupt tables laid in great halls of fame the silver gleams; imitations on...

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16.8.2024, For the first time, my heart sank When my bus went pass his 2nd home. In the past, it was either, I got off the bus to meet him or Messaged him about my movement. Now, everything was in silence. I really don't know what has happened. Why did he become so indifference? Did I say or do anything, triggered all these...

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Inertia's whispered promise: stagnation's dark shroud We risk being lost in the undertow of untaken steps Not all of us will wear the mantle of wealth But inaction's chill grasp, we can all be poor Education's radiant light may not illuminate every path Yet, without effort, ignorance's heavy chains can bind us all Love's sacrament, marriage, may elude some of us But...

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I know nothing of where the wild geese go other than been told by those with loftier eye I know little of where the natural streams flow if not for those who have thought to journey and try I cannot say, whether heaven nor hell, my loved ones passed are yet silent. Content not to know till after I go, if the knowing remain respectfully compliant....

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O those ignorant of the path to God don't carry on about less than a dog. There’s so much to be gained in youth so get yourself interested in the truth. If some stranger were to say to you certain words that proved to be true would you hold onto them and pray, regardless of whether it was today? You brood over too...

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(“Glimpsing Hokusai”, 2017, original encaustic) Intifada aka “Kill the Jews!” While we were sleeping content in our lives Something dark and ugly was growing inside Spreading across the lawns, and fibers of the net An intifada of hate as old as time, For those People of the Book who hold the power Maybe we fear, maybe we envy. “Kill the Jews”...

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