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In the silence surrounding her she harbors solace,
with a candle burning her imagination and intuition is churning,
She scribes through the hours of the night to reason with the jigsaw of jargon outlined before her.

A scholar defying the norm,
a messy bun with a few strands undone,
that's the mark of her intellect,
it's the crown she carries.
To the quarantine bun that got me through the end of my bachelors, through the duration of my Masters, and readying me for a doctorate. This is to the dismantled hairdo that sits atop my head. That's my crown.

Shoutout to she scholars who're shattering the glass ceiling each and every day - make your space in academia.
Norman Crane Sep 2020
Give a man a book,
He'll burn it for a day.
Give a man a typewriter:
His mind will burn forever.
Sarah Rejoice Aug 2020
Solitude I seek and do not find
If only to escape the mind
From wondering when it all will be
Peaceful as a ship at sea
Regaining moments of contemplation
Amidst the turmoil gripping our nation
Scattered shards of intellect
Pondering whether they will intersect
With heart as heavy as a boulder
While a tiny head rests on my shoulder
Asking when this will conclude
Then scampering off to exude
Resiliency I often envy
When tapping reserves that turn up empty
Returning to rudimentary comprehension
Simple pleasures may ease the tension
Of days with minimal brain cell function
Normalcy unachievable at this junction
Bhill Jun 2020
deep concentration amazes the corrupt intellect
secrets lay in waiting as the mind deciphers the message
why do the senses allow corruption to succeed
the age-old dilemma is, well, age-old....

Brian Hill - 2020 # 160
Fight the corruption...
JDL Feb 2020
Intelligence is like a compass, in that it allows you to go a specific direction but is only useful in the context of the wilderness that you stand within. Without knowing where you are and where you are going, a compass will only help you stay the course towards an unknown destination. Wisdom is the map upon which the compass lies, that which gives sustained direction the context it needs to ensure the intended destination is reached.
Betty Feb 2020
You strip me naked from the neck up

Run with my thoughts and bounce them

Take everything

Leave nothing but your opinion,

A termite

Eating at the hollowed log that once was me

Woodpulp on the forest floor

Far below where you cannot see

Infinite and beautiful

In variety and colour

Fungi flower in the light of your shadow

My hidden garden of words
Living with someone who has an IQ of over 160 is ****** hard work sometimes. I write to have something just for me.
Innocent Jan 2020
You are not looking young,
That's what my mother keeps saying to me.
But there is a problem,
A big problem,
A problem with myself,
That problem is difference
I don't think like you, maybe worse
I dont reason like you, maybe abnormally.

But I drink,
And then I am good,
I make friends,
I remember how urgent I am,
But then drink, it's a route to an end,
Wilshere! my friend calls
One thing will **** a man,
So i drink, this time from the bottle
To look for who i am,
But all i see, is what i hear them call me;
Failure, shame, disgrace, liar, thief, lazy, loser,
Then I rage at them,
Promise to take revenge for the pain,
Then they come back,
Seeking my assistance,
And I help them,
Am I not a loser and a failure?
Then they have been right about me.
some are out there feeling very differently from the world, they lack common abilities, but deep down are endowed with rare gifts
Carlo C Gomez Dec 2019
Before their time
Or so their bio's show
They paint like
Picasso for a day
By numbers the rest of the year
Billboards say "This way"
But the intellectual vibe
Is the yellow brick road
To never, neverland
They speak rousingly clear
Talk of big plans
But fail to execute on game day
They critique us
Repeatedly so, only
Because they wish they were us
Their belief in nothing
But themselves is undeniably
The fatal flaw
Shofi Ahmed Jun 2019
With intellect alone
can't find God.
God is smarter
try with love!
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