Lessons Poems - Poems about Lessons

Every wonder where they come from? I’m just glad that I still get some. Sometimes they’re pleasant and seem good, sometimes vague and misunderstood. At times they’re funny or bizarre, like riding on a shooting star. Often it seems they’re teaching me, past life lessons I didn’t see. Sometimes one seems like dejavu, in another time I was you. Then there was one, I wasn’t...

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I don’t wish to remain Standing when the dancing ceases — Just like I must exit a train When it goes to pieces. ...

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There are lessons of life to learn, Coin has two sides - face down and up; It moves quickly after the toss, Finally, it does slowly stop. One wisely works. Another sleeps, Doing nothing each single day; The lazy man is just headed Toward hunger in every way. Sweet summer comes. Wild winter goes, As the tiny ants store up food; Farmers...

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Dear Eos, I wish I still felt passion in my heart toward the generous soul that you are. You always saw beauty in the world and painted strokes of life with a brush of sweetness and delight. I am sorry for the suffering life's put you through. The heart is a fickle thing. It simply was not meant to be. We've walked...

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Whichever pathway you decide to choose, They’ll always be lessons and lots of clues. On every pathway, lessons will exist, Finding truth will require that you persist. Walking a path, does not learning assure. Takes more than presence, learning to secure. From your doubt you ask, “why aren’t I learning?” Lacking desire, the internal burning. In the present, let the path...

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Son of Man, pause before judgment's seat, Lest haste consume your soul's retreat. Do what's right, yet don't waste precious time, For pleasing all is a futile rhyme. In seeking validation, you may lose your way, And those you please will mock you on your final day. Marry with wisdom, don't borrow to impress, For pleasing others can lead to financial distress. You...

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Each person grieves in their own way, processing loss is never easy. It helps to have understood early on that nothing lasts forever. Death is part of this life that's transient, the end never comes when opportune. It's comforting to focus on the treasures, no matter how short the love has lived. And what remains within the heart, enshrined, resides in there forever ~ AP:...

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I have learned that hate is stronger and lasts longer than love. I have learned that those who 'forgive and forget' are often made to regret. I have learned to heal and to cope you don't need a ray of hope. I have learned that smiles which lie can let you die. I have learned that compliments are fake, like sprinkled sugar on a...

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They taught me how to bite my tongue, Before my voice had even sung. To shrink myself, to take up less To fold my fire into a dress. “Be quiet now, don’t make a scene.” “Good girls stay soft, polite, and clean.” So I became a silent shape, A shadow bound in silk and tape. I learned to flinch before I spoke, To laugh...

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They told him, “Boys don’t cry or feel,” “Stand tall, be hard, and never kneel.” So he learned young to wear a mask, To fake the strength they dared to ask. He bit his tongue, he clenched his jaw, Afraid to show a single flaw. And every tear he held inside Just made him hollow, made him hide. They praised him when he...

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Walls soft as the sky, Seeds of courage gently sown— Mistakes are doorways, Voices bloom in laughter's light, Hearts grow wide, brave, and curious. ...

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Lost in echoes of darkened time dampened, dithering, dazed wet withered witches mime a dime fearful, I’m mazed or crazed Calling Divinity, voicebox shut eyelids glued, nostrils stuffed lips zipped with copper thread eardrums worrisome waned Where are chiming confluent clocks highways and internet ? shadows dim whisper, “badly blocked, pointless you bet, get set !” Surely I paid every debt learnt my lessons very well trusted...

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Lessons from Shakespeare Here’s a song of tragedies Four plays from bygone times Shakespeare did the penmanship For these heroic crimes. Hamlet was a stately prince King Lear a royal dad Othello was a noble man Macbeth was just plain bad. From these stories we can learn That great men can have flaws And even in this century We all can crash and burn. Come...

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I carry a war inside me — no guns, no blood, no trenches — just the heavy silence that screams, that crawls under my ribs and digs like a thief in the night. They see me smiling, a painted mask, a borrowed script, never the wild, tangled mess beneath — the dark roots of despair twisting around my broken bones. I am the woman who...

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That`s not Safe ...

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