Poems about Knowledge
The Best Teacher
Many seek out books in order to learn;
for there is knowledge, within;
but much about its author, you can’t discern;
you can’t even know where to begin.
Is the book’s author telling the truth;
or even know what he’s talking about;
do
The Back Of The Class
When young, I was small for my age;
a target for a bullying terrorist;
I sought to hide; rather than engage;
for a fear of becoming embarrassed.
Insecurity was hidden within my being;
I wanted to fit in with the crowd;
preferring, not to be
A Bump In The Road
I was driving down that road less traveled;
til I hit the proverbial bump in the road;
the jolt I received, made reality unraveled;
and my crash added injuries to my load.
Such unexpected bumps add insult to injury;
embarassment suddenly rises to surface;
which
Time’s Ebb And Flow
Time creates life from a single seed;
and light from darkness, as well;
time, causes the wounded to bleed;
for time casts an unending spell.
In its fullness, time’s everything;
nothing comes or goes, without it;
birth to death; and all in between;
in
Storms Of The Soul
The storm rages, crashing the rocks;
its waves, flooding the beaches;
inundating ships, moored to their docks;
beyond the anchor’s reaches.
The storm’s intensity, builds to crescendos;
anger, granting it, increasing power;
much like the anger from life’s innuendos;
growing in strength, each
Life In The Matrix
We live in two worlds, simultaneously;
although, we are totally unaware;
two lives blend together, spontaneously
and no one knows the other is there.
In a matrix known as consciousness;
thoughts created a separate home;
earth was the kingdom of godlessness;
where evil sat on his
The Puzzle Called Truth
Truth is another name for reality;
a puzzle of unlimited dimension;
life is a world of obscure duality;
lies: distortion of Master’s intention.
Truth; a kingdom of overlapping faces;
actually, two puzzles in one;
illusions were copies in other places;
and, is how, the puzzle
The Logic Of Death
One topic, from all, gets the same reaction;
from what we surmise is the end of life;
regarded without even a trace of satisfaction,
is the death of a friend, husband, or wife.
All live in a fragment of the maze of life;
thinking that death
