#university poems on Hello Poetry

Timothy hill Aug 2017

Auel

Artificial they stain the scene with power of mind they beyond even there reach.
Unity buckled in and moved along side millions of spirals.

Even with the mesh you blush at a test.

Love beings creation is a map so terrain your self with height and ridge

Auel abc style poem.

#earthartificial #university #school #math421134emotionhopelovemadangrysadteardreadfleedfloodexplosionwavesandpoke

Michael Ryan Jul 2017

Better Luck Next Time

Large and unburdened
these hands show my true weakness--
spread across silken sheets
and the gentle touch will feel
as if desert sands were
wedged between the threading--
those threads do not breath as easy
as these hands of mine do.

They look and feel
as privileged as my ghostly appearance
would lead the World to believe--
even watermelons harden in the sun,
but these hands of mine
are closer to being ballet dancers
except they've never
had to learn to dance.

They've never had to be successful
and I've been led to believe
failure was optional--
that with each attempt the World
will give me a do-over.

Sometimes or maybe always
people eventually run out
of opportunity,
and instead they are left
with

...better luck next time.

Sometimes people didn't give up, but instead were never given another chance. We see where people or things end up, but that's not how they/it really got there.

#society #people #humanity #human #feeling #university #nervous #anxious #ucd #struggle

Sombro May 2017

Tipsy

A sense of purple, royal inadequacy
Siezes me as I gloss truthly spirits
And invent what they tell me to feel,
Pretty woman, pretty thing
Primitive lonely, primitive thing
Don't look into my skull, for
I'm thinking what they pay me for

But lovely is the feeling
That saviours walk on educated steps
Frowns draw well wrought lines of ponder
Ditches of leprosy dug by the brain,

Pariah, well maybe, well just to myself
What it is I'd forgotten what wishes I work with
I'm leaving a nutshell and entering an essay
Donning a thinking cap woven in led

So there, I wrote something, and it came out coherent
Though I've no idea what it said,
My ramblings lost purpose and for that their quest,
But they buy me a future, and for that
I'm happy
Or perhaps I'm easily *lead

A poem about university and thinking like an academic. Haven't written something in ages. How's my favourite site?

#university #essay #thinking #pressure

Rebecca Rocker May 2017

Simpler Times

I miss:
Daytime drinking and
Lazy mornings and
Student loans and
Living with friends and
Lecture theatres and
Essay deadlines and
Empty weekends and
Fancy dress and
Coffee on campus and
Weeknight clubbing and
Petty arguments and
Academic writing and
Walking into town and
****** TV and
A queue for the shower and
Un-ironed clothes and
Library fines and
Simpler times.

#university #studentloans #essays #academic #lecture #memories

Gonzalo Bartleby Apr 2017

The blue basket

It's a small bar,
with old wooden tables
and no music:
I like to get a break sometimes
and I come here every Sunday
after my CBT sessions.
The waitress smiles.
She is Spanish too but
-it's that white mist
taking over my mind again-
I can't articulate
and I just speak English,
hoping she doesn't notice
my accent.

When she brings me
a dark decaf coffee -even if
I have asked for a decaf tea-
and I taste it,
and it tastes horrible,
I lose balance and stumble
for a moment
("you are going to fail",
and "this is all your fault",
and "just let it go, don't move,
it'll pass").

It is such a small detail
in the grand scheme of things,
but this decaf coffee, this black mist,
makes me feel that
there is something wrong with me.

I look through the window:
across the road, a student residence,
all windows and shining glass.
A girl goes up the stairs
with a blue basket in her hands;
she is probably making the laundry.
Another girl leans on the sill,
and smokes. I invent a life for them,
and it's a good life - a life to praise.

I want to go back to Uni, I think,
and for a moment I feel safe, and warm.
("Nevermind,
I'm too old, after all").

I pay for the coffee and leave.
In two hours, she'll have clean clothes,
and I don't know where I'll be
(especially on days like these,
when my mind feels heavy,
and weak).

Sometimes I wish I had more certainties. When I was in college, the future looked much more defined.

#anxiety #coffee #manchester #university

IrieSide Apr 2017

Presenting Spring

Attentive eyes
    and nervous jitter,
trembling hearts
await their fate

barbaric practice
of modern acceptation
fear is faced
  in university fashion

Navy blue professor,
    of conductor hands

Giving presentations in college.

#anxiety #nervousness #university #graduate #warmth #excitement #electricity #pulsating #pulsing #explosion

Ann P Mar 2017

A Void Hallway

The hazy voices
from the rooms
filled with raging not-so-young beings
staring on the boring white board
fantasizing the fortune they'd be making
you only live once they said
live life to the fullest they story-told
4 years came in a blink of an eye
paths they took
completed the story of life
coming back to when it was started
the place that used to be filled
with loud thud
of their sneakers and heels
teardrops are falling
from the eyes that
used to bore a hole on the white board
no, not because they regret making mistakes
not because they regret not doing best
not because they regret hating on college
but because realization dawns on them
it was all started there
in the void hallways
the friendship
the love
and the future

#love #life #memories #friendship #failure #success #college #university #throwback #student

David John Mowers Aug 2016

The Pirate's Ballad

<Loud as you can say it>
I am Outlaw!
         -call me Pirate!
I live such freedom,
         all souls admire it!
The awful God,
        has judged my soul,
Weighs his measure,
          I'll pay my toll!

<In a high-pitched voice>
The sailor's way,
        path unknown,
Stars are clouded,
        nothing shown?
The sea's are high,
        a storm is here,
Davey Jones' Locker,
        my home is near.

<Loud again, yell it>
There is no heaven,
        there is no hell,
Life on seas,
        the seas they swell,
Fish scales on arms,
         scales on my legs,
Heart born free,
         dread-locked and dregs!

I am Outlaw!
          -call me Pirate!
Lost lives redeemed,
          some should admire it,
The ship upended,
          all hands to drown,
In Davey Jones' Locker,
          a peaceful sound...

<In a high-pitched voice>
The sailor's way,
        path unknown,
Stars are clouded,
        nothing shown?
My time has ended,
        fate is near,
Davey Jones' Locker,
        my death is here.

<Loud again, yell it>
I am Outlaw!
         -call me Pirate!
A man of valor,
          some do admire it.

I am Outlaw!
          -call me Pirate!
A dreadful life,
           though some desire it.

I am Outlaw!
          -call me Pirate!
To Davey Jones' Locker,
          my deeds require it.

I am Outlaw!
          -call me Pirate!

I AM OUTLAW!
          -CALL ME PIRATE!

I am Outlaw!!
          -call me Pirate!
My life on the ocean,
          my God inside it.

BOOM!

#song #university #ecupiratesanthem #pirate #thepiratesballad #carolina #ecu #ecupirates

nicoarty Oct 2016

Time-

please...
...you have to let me go...
i cant live like this
so still
so stuck
i have to fly
i have to be free
please...

i will forever lean into tomorrow,
no matter where it may take me,
no matter where i go,
because tomorrow is always a sunrise,
the blank canvas will never stop,
i can stretch into a new horizon,
crate a new worlds each and every day
...Dance with creation, and never drop
and maybe,
On the one day i open my eyes,
to see the same thing as the day before,
and know, with all my heart,
that this is what i want to see tomorrow,
that my smile will be true,
maybe then, maybe on that day,
i will stand still with you
and watch endless time pass us by...

but for now
I'm going to chase the sun
And hide in the stars,
because my universe isn't done yet
Though i'll have to leave ours...
i'll come back to you soon
one day,                      i know i will be true
As as much as i feel the need to be free,
i know i wish it were with you
But we cant
we have to travel this path alone
I cant pull you along for my ride
As you deserve your own

No, i wont be selfish
I couldn't wish that for you

just promise me
                     if you can
that one day when  my dance is done
i can return to hold your hand
Never having been forgotten
So i wont be alone

i'm sorry i have to leave you
              forgive me
                           please

                                    don't say no

we both have to do this together,     i swear i'll understand,
whatever your decision,       i'll wish us hand in hand,
and if it cant be,      i can walk the path I've come,
praying as if it were the earth, i can walk my past back to the sun

but if it cant be
please, just let me fall
All i wish for is to be free
     with you, after-all

And you may not wish the same
after all our time
even then i'll be happy
even if only in my mind

And i would wish the same for you
That you find your happiness,
And if it is with me-    then i guess
             i'm blessed
but anyway
                  i should go now
the sun's getting low, somehow
remember, i love you
please, just don't let go.

goodbye my love,
   see you tomorrow.

This was written to be performed to Time by Hans Zimmer, starting after the first (set of) four chords. read as you please, this is purely therapeutic for me.

#freedom #time #art #sorrow #selfish #courage #creation #university #parting #selfless

Janine Jacobs Oct 2016

#feesmustfall

the dutch colony ascended on our shores
replacing traditional african education on culture
with teaching slaves how to pray

we saw the deterioration of black schools
and state-mandated segregated curricula
whites being taught better than blacks
who was only destined for subservient jobs

policies of apartheid birthed the bantu education
and later forced us to learn languages
which was not our native tongue
the youth could no longer be silenced
soweto uprising saw them dying for the cause

we have protested throughout the decades
silenced by the apartheid government
simply ignored

with Mandela’s release we saw liberation, freedom, democracy
and a single education system, we were finally equal
however the legacy of black inferior education left a deep scar
which has still not healed
our parents not able to give us the education they were denied

now students are holding the government accountable
who promised free education for a vote
the movement trending as #feesmustfall

anger expressed by burning premises, striking and rioting
i believe in the cause but who are you really hurting?
why destroy the very universities that you are fighting for?

#free #university #history #education #government #uprising #southafrica #riots #feesmustfall #booksnotbullets