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the 20th century is the man power of the 20th century
the 20th century is the stool of the 20th century
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my writing is called philosophical writing. i only uses middle ages words,words liked gracious,extravaganza,etc… this poem is about a skill is a skilled man power. i don’t add capitalization’s on my writing.
Carlo C Gomez Oct 24
Out of touch with the ground
I walk a thin line

I am in lonely equilibrium
A broken umbrella

Swinging to-and-fro
On this trapeze

Coming untethered
From these elapsing heart strings

New love's dividing line
Depends upon its precise timing

Port de bras
The illusion of imponderable lightness

Take a leap of faith
Reach out for me
Teach me
Something
That
I have not
Learned

Well
Let me
Explain rightly
What
You have already
Learned
Genre: Inspirational
Theme: Insight
Mrs Timetable May 29
I must say
I faintly recall
The telling of your
All
Intensely sensed
Dream
I paid no mind
How very rude
As drool came out
Of my mouth
A cat nap
Ensued
You left me in my slumber
I now understand
My blunder...
“Listening” really is
A skill
Chalk this up
To empirical research
I will
HP poet BLT’s word of the day “Empirical”
Four May 22
An ordinary river is continuously flowing,
Where different water species are roaming,
But none of them are really surviving,
They stay for a while and later end up dying.
Until one day a master came in,
Everyday he is deeply staring,
He noticed a fish that is not dying nor moving,
That made the river realize the fish is not leaving,
Together, the river and the fish began blooming,
People started recognizing, visiting and appreciating,
From then on both the river and the fish live to be seizing.
There are lots of ideas in our minds, that's making us do and try lots of things but it tend to be end up failing everytime. I believe we all have that one great thing which will lead us to the path where we will live significantly. If we once find it, embrace and focused on developing it and enjoy the previledges it comes with.
An artist's hands are never clean.
A smudge of black, a splash of green...
Worn and scarred, they present
to life and hard work, a testament.
Calloused & bent, yet skilled in their craft,
from holding a pen or a brush by the shaft.
Stained with paint or ink or charcoal,
an Artist's hands are the tools of his soul.
Or her soul... X'D... or whatever... this was an olllld poem that I wrote in high school.. it's in an old journal dated 03-27-01... but it was much older than that... I think it was inspired by an art teacher that I had... I can't remember... might have been straight from my imagination... X'D
Before I act, I’ll think to ask
Where each simple action leads
By looking ahead (a useful task)
I’ll plant some amazing seeds

Results do not come unaware
Blown in by whim or chance
They come by taking loving care
And by thinking in advance

So look ahead I gladly will
My just rewards I’ll reap
I’ll practice at this helpful skill
Form a habit that I’ll keep

Many mistakes I can prevent
By thinking where this leads
“Looking Ahead” is heaven sent
To help me choose my deeds
This is Prosperity Poem 53 at ProsperityPoems.com and you can see it displayed on a beautiful background here https://prosperitypoems.com/delivery53LookingAhead.html. You can sign up for free weekly delivery of poems at Prosperity Poems (.com)
Mystic Ink Plus Nov 2019
And
That smile
Is alternate medicine

Still wonder!
Why every textbook
Missed to mention
Genre: Almost Romantic
Theme: Healing
Author's Note: And sometimes, without being a medical professional, without any degree, without any registration, someone has a healing divinity. You will be healed in a right way, and that is beautiful. Have you ever vibe that?
DIPTI DHAKUL Nov 2019
___AI, ROBOTICS___
I am not a play string 
nor a puppet on string.

We are being planted
just as a support to skill,
just as an update for software
on virtual terminals

___HUMAN___

I am not a play string 
nor a puppet on string.

We are being planted
just as a human to kindness,
just as an update for our system
on life terminals
© Feelings Coated
Don’t set your sights on easy marks
Or aim your goals too close at hand
But reach up high, and eagerly
Use every skill that you command

Fear not what others say or do
Pursue your truth and your desire
If others mock, they will not feel
The moving force of reaching higher

What you expect, you will receive
Your fervent hopes are self-fulfilled
So set your course for greater things
With confidence now deep instilled

Achieve by day - by week - by year
Enjoy your dreams, ignite your fire
And show the truth to others now
The fiery power of reaching higher
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