Poems about Knowledge
The Hologram
From the alternate reality above;
He is the King of perfection;
governing with power and love;
the world: His holographic projection.
How did this universe come about;
how did it ever come to be?
We’re told, it came with a shout;
and Light brought a world to
The Growth Of Wisdom
Knowledge and wisdom are not the same;
one is awareness; the other, discernment;
a lack of the latter, is what’s to blame;
for great wisdom requires internment.
Knowledge is not meant for dissemination;
there exists within it, a time and purpose;
wisdom requires personal discrimination;
The Growth Of Wisdom
Knowledge and wisdom are not the same;
one is awareness; the other, discernment;
a lack of the latter, is what’s to blame;
for great wisdom requires internment.
Knowledge is not meant for dissemination;
there exists within it, a time and purpose;
wisdom requires personal discrimination;
The Author
Who wrote the script of a play called life;
made up the character known as me;
in advance, made choices; even my wife;
of all that I was born to be?
We think we all enter, a totally blank slate;
with none of the decisions already made;
destiny
The Anatomy Of Life
What are the parts of the fabric of life;
the hands and feet of reality;
those which react to conflicts and strife;
is all of creation a duality?
Some are given intellect; are very smart;
others; given strength, and power;
a few are blessed with a
Non Locality
Many theories exist; to explain reality;
most of which, few understand;
a most interesting concept is non locality;
space wasn’t a place to expand.
Most think we’re running out of space;
even though space isn’t there;
our dreams should; such thoughts, erase;
by revealing there
The Essence Of A Kiss
There is something special about a kiss;
our vision is almost never employed;
bringing an energy that none can dismiss;
a form of love, enjoyed.
What is it about touching lips with another;
that makes us feel weak inside?
The kiss transforms a friend to
Overweight
I’m far too heavy; I’m fat; overweight;
all such thoughts bring on my fear;
of this simple fact, there is no debate;
I found it all out in my mirror.
The picture I saw, wasn’t at all pleasing;
nothing at all, pretty to see;
but, as
