Intellect Poems - Poems about Intellect

Brains and guts orbit the soul— that polar star searing in the marrow of being. I was born somewhere between Einstein’s neurons Ginsburg beat poetry, the birth of rock and roll, revolution marches, and the calloused hands of a carpenter, where ink stains fight oil slicks, where the soft susurrations of Plato wrestle the raw shouts of Spartacus. Do you think Socrates...

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The real ones Won't switch on you Your tribes will always align Your people will never Turn their back or ride against you They'll always walk through The dark and storms without changing on you. Know your originality You have the ability To recognize the real ones Never let the fake ones put apartheid You have the power To separate the...

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In a world of shadows and echoes, intellect drains away like a dry river, Where words are numbers and thoughts are soulless algorithms, We lose ourselves like stars at dawn, consumed by artificial light, And in every silent dream, another thinker withers, forgotten by time. Like the heroes of silent cinema, who shouted their stories In a language without words,...

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Next Love. Dark eyes are looking for you A warm smile wearing something new A surprise encounter And love comes into view. A stranger knows who you are You’re her planet she’s the star A surprise encounter A meeting is so bazaar. She’s looking and she will find Dark haired beauty intelligent mind You’d better turn around. She’s coming from behind. She’s your opposite, a little wild An entertainment...

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Don’t wear your heart on your sleeve People wont understand what they see Don’t leave your heart at someone’s feet For that’s no place for it to be Carry your heart before you In the palm of your hand And consult it every day On those things for which you must take a stand Your heart is half of you But only half But only...

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I am two different people Superficially the same One inside the romantic and totally right brained the other is pragmatic intellectualizing all A dichotomy of thought on two different keys a melody together, two harmonies apart A symphony when played cacophony to part The Music of Me -(C) Susan Manley AKA Artimus 1986...

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We are poets, Word intellect runs in our veins, We are poetry, We are worlds of fantasy and reality, We bare the marks of marvelous pens, We run with wings of paper in kingdoms of ink, We are kings and queens of many forms, We are a palette of one colour painting different pictures, We are song birds singing songs to the world, We...

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It was such a fight I did not expect, she didn’t know the strength of intellect; Fable was bent on controlling my mind there’s no way that was how I was designed; Every dark thought with intention to pelt I began to push like she’d never felt; Surely she would know by the return force if this...

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As a mind of oversized ears keenly listening for connection struck by the looming fears, and the consistent results before my eyes, manifested into presentation The overarching realization of said bodily disproportion worthy of being a skit to drown in a laughing fit Oh woe, it's spread too far tall enough to reach a star imbalanced enough to eventually fall Stretched beyond repair just myself, without a pair...

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"The Mute Hearts of Babylon" the day the poets died a cloud past over the eyes of those who required the dance in music storms calmly stole electric love the new arrivals raged on while the beautiful dreamers woke too late sunk raptures looped on cue sucked in by a progressive 8 ball black holed sun all the melodies lost burning the Echo drums the Musae all silenced drowned 9's upside down all murdered inside out missing...

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To the edge of shadows, we race Into gilded realities frayed by electric intellect We creep silently into oblivion's arms We wade through the black seas of eons, extinct Washing thoughts of unpure hearts From our tired and ruined hands Feel it drain into sleep, deep into the night We pass through the veils of the coming Cascade We cut our eyes...

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People are saying That would violate our rights! Let's talk about it... The "intellects" say Let's analyze the problem There's a better way... The "experts" relate Their knowledge on the problem How to deal with it While these people talk The terrorists make new plans To strike us again They know what to do They have no petty squabbles Their mission is clear We're the infidels To be exterminated To the last...

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The mind is consciousness and brain is mastermind Brain is writer and brain is fighter Brain is fear and brain is tear Brain is smile and brain is dear Brain is cab and brain is a lab Brain is beam and brain is the theme Brain is one and brain is a team....

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Do you know fame and blame game? These two things are not the same Adolf Hitler was a Public Figure He is famous across the world but he destroyed many If you do not believe go and ask historical granny There are ghosts whose identity is sleepy hollow We should choose wisely to whom we follow There are ammo users who know...

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Love So Stated Mother said uncounted times, “Sally, I know you better than you know yourself,” But, if that were true she wouldn’t have said so, For it hurt — much — and I cannot believe she Meant such a hurting. It may have begun when I grew from a child into the age of the unpredictable. We...

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