Learns Poems - Poems about Learns

I deserve to know the blueprints of my eyes... You deserve to know why the rose dies... I want to know God's compromise... You shall know how Love writhes... Your eyes were designed to see death... I see the world, I see life, I taste breath... You see suffering, you taste soul falleth... I witness love wonderful, I feel God speaketh... You mistaketh...

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Love is the basis of life. Love of the creator for his creation, Love of parents for their child, Romantic love for a life partner Familial love and Friendship love There is really no need to differeniate, although each type of love is unique. When we stop adapting and changing, learning how to move forward, is when love dies. That is when hearts...

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Sponsor : Justin Bordner WHERE LOVE LEARNS NO MORE Where Love learns no more two serpents crawling twine one midnight black another luminous wizardy white entangled fanged bedazzled circled by ultra violet rays ultra red Sun the One swimming in beet orange mint mix elixir eclipsed quiver quenches wreathing writhing thirst as cerise petals silently fall, crumble dust to dust Here...

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I felt in love when the fog lifted And showed me the grandeur of my chosen one I felt in love when dusk gave way to dawn And brought to me dew from the sweetness of my chosen I felt in love Staring out at the raging ocean Hearing the waves thunder as they keep trying to bring each other down I...

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I saw him standing there Looking at me in the distance Our eyes met My blood rushed My cheeks rosy, Only filled with regret Standing in the distance was him I walked over where he once held my hand, He frowned in disappointment, Stopping for a minute He walked towards me I walked away Leaving him alone I still turned...

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Take me to where love learns Where forgiveness doesn’t burn And joy is a wheel that turns Touching tummies that churn Take me where green trees wave And shelters aren’t needed to save Battered birds from early wormy graves Where laughing is safe in happy place Take me where sun is shining bright All day and no one has a fist fight We all...

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Love tried hard, one day, and overcame fear and learned that, often, gentle hearts will break. Even if one's aim is true and sincere, he can still be in for a sad heartache, and so, love, hung his head, and cried a tear. and thought that he'd made a dreadful mistake, saying, "I'll disappear and shut the door....

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Take me to a lovely place where love has learned all that it has to learn A quiet spot where soul can sigh and ease into the heart, like magic Kachina dolls are we exchanging nature's hue through love's fire Electing to be the one for one another, without conspire Mouthing words of affection...

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In a room stitched with silence, she stands—face painted, lips sealed— mirroring worlds with invisible walls, a language of gestures no one translates. Here, speech is a fragile rebellion. Her fingers sculpt stories midair, but the crowd wants laughter without edges, pantomime without questions. She remembers classrooms— words trapped in chalk dust, voices pressing her into corners too tight for dreams to unfold. But tonight, her throat...

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The man who learns mauve from chartreuse Is rendered quite gay by the news. For courting sweet lasses A man means amasses That too many colors confuse. ...

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Max, my seven-year-old grandson had science class for the first time. He reported at supper that the sun is a star. His older sisters poked fun of him, thinking he was nuts He was not nuts or wrong, the sun is a star. The next day at breakfast he gave them a few more tidbits. The planets are clumps of...

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The powerful have bombs the students have voices enough is enough they say University campuses unite A map in the year of 1947 tells a story no one in the west really wants to hear thieves on stolen lands America, professional bombers Iraq, Libya, Afghanistan and so on millions dead, and the comedy is this Mandela was labelled a terrorist The Warsaw Ghetto uprising a horror then, being...

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Green Worm Learns to Fly A fairy friend of a green worm Said she would teach him how to fly His eyes glowed as he’d love to learn And yearned to fly high in the sky. We’ll create some wings fairy said Cutting them out of green paper Then sprinkle on sequins of red And lift you with a makeover. Fairy polished worm till...

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Her daughter seemed to know better Just how to truly love another....

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Butter was most gorgeous color of yellow the unicorns had ever seen. Many suggested she might grow to be Mayflower’s Unicorn Queen. Giddy mother told too many people who were jealous of her babe. Father told mother to simmer down about it; his name was Sir Gabe. Butter grew to be lovely with talents too numerous to mention. She became...

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