Knowledge Poems - Poems about Knowledge

----------BOOK---------- Some sort of book, Everybody needs. Good book, bad book, Fulfills your greed. Light book, nice book, Whatever you need. Some sort of book, Everybody needs. Good book, good look, Just take a peek. Everybody needs A book each week. Red book, black book, On what you agreed. Some sort of book, Everybody needs. Bad book, cheap book, Nothing will shatter. After reading books, You work like butter. Gold book, silver book, Whatever you plead. Some sort...

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I radiate my inner glow— like a well-polished precious jewel, pleasing to see, with graceful height. My handsomeness: a masterpiece of art, driven by keenness to shed excess fat, yet I still stand out like a star in the crowd. My eyes radiate warmth that melts ice— as deep and mysterious as a star-filled sky. My smile, a...

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Knowledge is to hold burdens - messages no medicine can cure. Pains no pills can palliate. Fears no fumes could fumigate. It's no wonder the older I grow, the more I know, the harder it is to endure...

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Seek knowledge as one who mines precious treasures... ...

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,Little Rainy Drops of Wisdom, BLossoming flowers like sharing wisdom. Morning drops showering learners with new knowledge. Devine Dove shaping future experts. By Erastus "Popyeny" Shipuleni @April 2025...

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An angel sent to visit us on Earth, The realm of bliss to this of grinding woe; What must she think to dwell in love's sad dearth? But angels need not think, for all they know. Perhaps she knows the meaning of it all, And softly beats her wings to sooth our cries; Perhaps she knows that mortal crises fall, And all...

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the ancient knowledge! I love to gain, have and see wow! of its magic ...

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Attorney Sara, There are nights when the hush of the world is so deep I can hear the stars murmur to one another, and I think of you. You are all I have—not in some desperate cry, but in a sacred truth. You are grace when I stumble, beauty when I close my eyes, and light...

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There is a sadness that is born from deep knowledge, like a shadow slipping through the cracks of the soul, a sadness that whispers the world is not a fairy tale, but a mosaic of fleeting moments, where dreams unravel like grains of sand between weary fingers. It is the melancholy of one who understands life is not a...

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My only friend, The night is full of stars, scattered like lost prayers upon the velvet dark. I stand beneath them, adrift in my own unknowing, whispering words of kindness, into the legal wind, hoping they may find you. I respect the you without the why, the way a river respects the ocean, never asking why it must...

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Fear not the countless stars that light the sky, For many naysayers still will deny. Find them a place where they must stay away, The clouds will part, your star will shine today. Each star, a lone pattern in glow and gleam. So nothing dims its light or halts its dream. The clouds hold space to cradle your surprise, For many reasons,...

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Brain Over Brawn Actions may thunder, but my words ignite, A blade of wisdom, cutting sharper than might. Not just whispers, but a raging inferno, Lighting the world with the spark of the wise. They lift, they strain, their muscles implore, While I wield knowledge, a much sharper tool. Strength is fleeting, a flicker, a spark, While ideas burn bright, a light in...

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I was certain. I was sure. I knew what I knew— until I didn’t. A thread pulled, a question I never meant to ask, a whisper splitting at the seams. The more I learn, the less I know. The less I know, the more I understand. I trace the edges of truth, only to find them fraying. I tighten the knot. I loosen the knot. I untangle it. I make...

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The river is not wide but it is violent, it funnels down from the mountains like a running horse. You can park your car at 'Overlook' landing to watch the river stampeding. If you're a local you know that there's white water ahead before it leaps over 'Baker's Falls." Beyond that cataract your parked car forgets how to chase down roads, you have to reset the GPS urge it to backup, it's...

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Today I’d like to take a moment…our creators to acknowledge… for creating in us with a quest…a thirst…an appetite for knowledge. For instilling in us this notion that every day…around every turn… there are new discoveries to be made…new lessons to be learned. For showing us this knowledge doesn’t always come from other people…or books… that there are teachers all...

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