"einsteins" poems - Hello Poetry

Decisions Eanie meanie minie mo one can not decide like so your past is gone, let it go eanie meanie minie mo We think they were childish games to play yet it tells our future each and every day Its a 50-50 shot you could go ether way But there is no turning back One step in the wrong direction and you are done for Because the key was thrown into the ocean that could only open the locked door behind you Like hot lava A playground game If you stumble off the side and landed in that hot firey pit of lava you were done for That ocean where the key was thrown into has turned into a nasty green The waves and seaweed churning under the dark stormy sky This is not a message in a bottle but more of a lost man at sea Every stepping stone could result in a broken heart A bruise A forgotten friend One wrong decision could cause a prodigy to die Like ****** His Mother almost got an abortion Her family told her over and over to just go through with the pregnancy She probably tossed that decision back and forth in her mind But her family won the match If she had decided to go against her family I wonder where society would be today Would there be dozens of Einsteins? A million Madonnas? Would there be a cure for all the cancers? For the common cold? Every judgement is a puzzle piece Every step you take back or turn in the unexpected direction is another step towards your fate Everything matters If you had gotten one more gallon of milk you wouldn't have run out so you wouldn't have gone to the store and meet your best friend there so you wouldn't be going to that Zumba class Then you wouldn't have met five of you new best friends and your husband All of that for a jug of milk

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Mar 23, 2014

Mar 23, 2014 at 7:25 AM UTC

trackgirl3

Decisions

Decisions Eanie meanie minie mo one can not decide like so your past is gone, let it go eanie meanie minie mo We think they were childish games to play yet it tells our future each and every day Its a 50-50 shot you could go ether way But there is no turning back One step in the wrong direction and you are done for Because the key was thrown into the ocean that could only open the locked door behind you Like hot lava A playground game If you stumble off the side and landed in that hot firey pit of lava you were done for That ocean where the key was thrown into has turned into a nasty green The waves and seaweed churning under the dark stormy sky This is not a message in a bottle but more of a lost man at sea Every stepping stone could result in a broken heart A bruise A forgotten friend One wrong decision could cause a prodigy to die Like ****** His Mother almost got an abortion Her family told her over and over to just go through with the pregnancy She probably tossed that decision back and forth in her mind But her family won the match If she had decided to go against her family I wonder where society would be today Would there be dozens of Einsteins? A million Madonnas? Would there be a cure for all the cancers? For the common cold? Every judgement is a puzzle piece Every step you take back or turn in the unexpected direction is another step towards your fate Everything matters If you had gotten one more gallon of milk you wouldn't have run out so you wouldn't have gone to the store and meet your best friend there so you wouldn't be going to that Zumba class Then you wouldn't have met five of you new best friends and your husband All of that for a jug of milk

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Screaming What's the use----?? Flower of the Graces "The Tenth Muse" "Everyday Use It" The earth revolves Around the sun Minerals Love it Drink it vitamin C Mass of energy A-B-C The gravity every day We cannot use it_ Became the play money Copied tainted not the Bee's honey here's The everyday economy One lick of hope the envelope not much company Everyday- Einsteins Big profit scope The brainstorm Reign All signs detour cabin Choo Choo train caboose You nailed it the moose One footloose The one-man show Two women know The odds to their advantage Someone is the traitor Mom is the Tailor The zigzag lines Crazy cat felines "That's It" punctuality, Use your capability "Technet Technology" take a walk favorite park Shiba Inu rollover The bad ones the Millionaires homes flip over the do or dare We cannot pay NYC token fare Words are our power For Sale quick sales Being sold Too hot whats cold Those emails trying to delete (More casualties Tombstone mummies Democracy leading us like dummies chewing Bear Valentine gummies) Like the "Elephant Stampede" New Orleans parade Every day please donate We never know about our fate too early or late Every day new Providence Demon computer virus Love comes with confidence Love yourself and Venus Apples and oranges minus Use it You have a voice!!! City clean up cockroaches Swap your fake Rolex Watchtower index Trump tower complex "Eiffel Tower Use It" to be kissed Every day we need to cleanse The "Godly Shower" be blessed Practical Everday Use It Magical write poetically Precisely the right piece puzzle You are the one World it's you to dazzle*

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Feb 2, 2019

Feb 2, 2019 at 9:54 AM UTC

robinHelloRow

Everyday Use IT

Screaming What's the use----?? Flower of the Graces "The Tenth Muse" "Everyday Use It" The earth revolves Around the sun Minerals Love it Drink it vitamin C Mass of energy A-B-C The gravity every day We cannot use it_ Became the play money Copied tainted not the Bee's honey here's The everyday economy One lick of hope the envelope not much company Everyday- Einsteins Big profit scope The brainstorm Reign All signs detour cabin Choo Choo train caboose You nailed it the moose One footloose The one-man show Two women know The odds to their advantage Someone is the traitor Mom is the Tailor The zigzag lines Crazy cat felines "That's It" punctuality, Use your capability "Technet Technology" take a walk favorite park Shiba Inu rollover The bad ones the Millionaires homes flip over the do or dare We cannot pay NYC token fare Words are our power For Sale quick sales Being sold Too hot whats cold Those emails trying to delete (More casualties Tombstone mummies Democracy leading us like dummies chewing Bear Valentine gummies) Like the "Elephant Stampede" New Orleans parade Every day please donate We never know about our fate too early or late Every day new Providence Demon computer virus Love comes with confidence Love yourself and Venus Apples and oranges minus Use it You have a voice!!! City clean up cockroaches Swap your fake Rolex Watchtower index Trump tower complex "Eiffel Tower Use It" to be kissed Every day we need to cleanse The "Godly Shower" be blessed Practical Everday Use It Magical write poetically Precisely the right piece puzzle You are the one World it's you to dazzle*

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If distance were a metaphor, its synonymous yet factual depiction would be itself. Its shear complexity stretches over multitudes, and from its belly flows rivers of emotions; anger, frustration, regret sadness and not forgetting self realization. Inadvertently it separates people and yet brings them closer. Without doubt it's an enigma of life, call it Einsteins quantum theory of light. Until one can comprehend the subliminal message deeply coded in the core of this phenomenon, and without hesitance decipher its elaborate meaning, one has no choice but to matriculate into it's class and take it's lesson. Call it school of hard knocks 101.

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Oct 25, 2012

Oct 25, 2012 at 5:03 PM UTC

ceswa-joseph-mpandamabula

Distance

If distance were a metaphor, its synonymous yet factual depiction would be itself. Its shear complexity stretches over multitudes, and from its belly flows rivers of emotions; anger, frustration, regret sadness and not forgetting self realization. Inadvertently it separates people and yet brings them closer. Without doubt it's an enigma of life, call it Einsteins quantum theory of light. Until one can comprehend the subliminal message deeply coded in the core of this phenomenon, and without hesitance decipher its elaborate meaning, one has no choice but to matriculate into it's class and take it's lesson. Call it school of hard knocks 101.

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we may be the generation of the next shakespeares, curies, vernes, einsteins, akeleys, sagans. how can we be boiled down to a 'standard'? and when we refuse to stomach this diluted broth you have served us, it is force-fed: teargas for forks, riot shields for spoons, tasers for knives; until our tongues are so awfully burnt that all we may say is this: 'we are the standard generation. we are the future for the past. we have standard answers to extraordinary problems.' leaders say change will come in 2014, 2015, 2020, 2030, 2050, please ensure that the numbers on your booklets match those on your answer sheets. we will bubble 'a' for global warming, 'b' for the debt crisis, 'c' for war and famine, but this is a test we didn't study for.

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May 14, 2013

May 14, 2013 at 5:55 PM UTC

margot

I hate standardized testing.

we may be the generation of the next shakespeares, curies, vernes, einsteins, akeleys, sagans. how can we be boiled down to a 'standard'? and when we refuse to stomach this diluted broth you have served us, it is force-fed: teargas for forks, riot shields for spoons, tasers for knives; until our tongues are so awfully burnt that all we may say is this: 'we are the standard generation. we are the future for the past. we have standard answers to extraordinary problems.' leaders say change will come in 2014, 2015, 2020, 2030, 2050, please ensure that the numbers on your booklets match those on your answer sheets. we will bubble 'a' for global warming, 'b' for the debt crisis, 'c' for war and famine, but this is a test we didn't study for.

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Enclosed by arbors of armor - Celery trees But once lightning struck, one split like a banana This violent wind moves leaves like meteors Spiders cling to their structured creations Feet sink like quicksand in a swamp You let the earth’s tears heal your grief which made you wild and ravenous It falls like the nauseating thud of a body but keeps falling until you marvel and turn yourself inside out It falls like a fleet of soldiers dropping from a parachute cloud It transforms the rotten into Einsteins It puts a spark in your ***** The blinding shield of water makes your mind zig-zag between moist and dry places Up and down the twisted staircase and up and down again Nostalgia kills but you forget rare flavors of memories In the storm, you learn to breathe A burning heart is cooled and cleansed Sorrow returns only when the sun shines in And you find yourself a wet dog surrounded by tiger lilies

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Jul 4, 2012

Jul 4, 2012 at 11:56 AM UTC

lucy-tonic

Two Feet Blue Feet : Red Meat Dead Meat

Enclosed by arbors of armor - Celery trees But once lightning struck, one split like a banana This violent wind moves leaves like meteors Spiders cling to their structured creations Feet sink like quicksand in a swamp You let the earth’s tears heal your grief which made you wild and ravenous It falls like the nauseating thud of a body but keeps falling until you marvel and turn yourself inside out It falls like a fleet of soldiers dropping from a parachute cloud It transforms the rotten into Einsteins It puts a spark in your ***** The blinding shield of water makes your mind zig-zag between moist and dry places Up and down the twisted staircase and up and down again Nostalgia kills but you forget rare flavors of memories In the storm, you learn to breathe A burning heart is cooled and cleansed Sorrow returns only when the sun shines in And you find yourself a wet dog surrounded by tiger lilies

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Time is, Venus that winks flirtatiously at night, sunflowers that constantly chase the sun, roses that bloom so fastastically, an ancient tree that sways like the vicissitudes of life, magic of wind and frost, alternation of summer heat and cold wave, meditative bell in a quiet secluded temple, a sublime painting by a skilled artist, ripples on a hometown river, a journey across a strange vast desert, candles of lovesickness, tinkling spinning baby mobiles, rolling plains of grasses, little drawings on a cold window pane, rotation of the globe of a tellurion, attention-getting paper airplane in the air, a vocalist waving a pen in his hand, familiar places in the rearview mirror, sailing of a dream around the clock, light bulbs in Einsteins’ head, a love poem hiding in a textbook, time is, changes in appearances, refined life experiences, firm tempered eyes, wisdom that shines, so brightly.

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Oct 30, 2014

Oct 30, 2014 at 5:38 AM UTC

chinhooi-ng

Time is_________________

Time is, Venus that winks flirtatiously at night, sunflowers that constantly chase the sun, roses that bloom so fastastically, an ancient tree that sways like the vicissitudes of life, magic of wind and frost, alternation of summer heat and cold wave, meditative bell in a quiet secluded temple, a sublime painting by a skilled artist, ripples on a hometown river, a journey across a strange vast desert, candles of lovesickness, tinkling spinning baby mobiles, rolling plains of grasses, little drawings on a cold window pane, rotation of the globe of a tellurion, attention-getting paper airplane in the air, a vocalist waving a pen in his hand, familiar places in the rearview mirror, sailing of a dream around the clock, light bulbs in Einsteins’ head, a love poem hiding in a textbook, time is, changes in appearances, refined life experiences, firm tempered eyes, wisdom that shines, so brightly.

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I am weary of theory and need to practice some facts but my theory is laid back whilst my practice is backed up and I need to separate the will from the want to,the need to , yet can't do. There is a circus inside me and the clown cannot bide me, inside the cannon you'll find me,a shot in the dark. There is no theory for that and Einsteins equations fall flat as the big top gets taller and I seem to get smaller,so I do what I can't do and will what I want too but I see right through me into another identity and I pity the theory that tries to get near me..

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Jan 6, 2014

Jan 6, 2014 at 5:11 AM UTC

john-edward-smallshaw

E = something.

I am weary of theory and need to practice some facts but my theory is laid back whilst my practice is backed up and I need to separate the will from the want to,the need to , yet can't do. There is a circus inside me and the clown cannot bide me, inside the cannon you'll find me,a shot in the dark. There is no theory for that and Einsteins equations fall flat as the big top gets taller and I seem to get smaller,so I do what I can't do and will what I want too but I see right through me into another identity and I pity the theory that tries to get near me..

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This Christmas we want a cure for Cancer, Cancer, that grave callous dancer, We've all been touched by Cancer's Grim Reaper, This a malady that has no barriers, This Christmas we want health and happiness, Young Einsteins, it's your issue to address, A cure for Cancer would surely bless, That's what we want to say, F.U. Cancer, begone by Christmas Day.

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Nov 23, 2015

Nov 23, 2015 at 7:41 PM UTC

julie-grenness

THIS CHRISTMAS.....

This Christmas we want a cure for Cancer, Cancer, that grave callous dancer, We've all been touched by Cancer's Grim Reaper, This a malady that has no barriers, This Christmas we want health and happiness, Young Einsteins, it's your issue to address, A cure for Cancer would surely bless, That's what we want to say, F.U. Cancer, begone by Christmas Day.

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Some say the Singularity comes in '45 some, not the name of a movie made; Einsteins can sing till kingdom come, but why there should be one, some can't fathom! But for me, this is real, every when you walk past then, my heart rate's on Richter scale, Singular girl, on orthogonal lane! There must be those spaces called Calibi-Yau, or I get and gone how? Hidden dimensions that don't exist except in those, your dimpled frowns? I know now, our branes don't meet, but while you want to differentiate and love that done partially more, at the horizon, calculus is mess! Gravity girl, don't make me loop this quantum dude, let it emerge, the whole thing, all am asking is for a meeting!

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Sep 6, 2017

Sep 6, 2017 at 3:11 PM UTC

prabhu-iyer

gravity girl

Some say the Singularity comes in '45 some, not the name of a movie made; Einsteins can sing till kingdom come, but why there should be one, some can't fathom! But for me, this is real, every when you walk past then, my heart rate's on Richter scale, Singular girl, on orthogonal lane! There must be those spaces called Calibi-Yau, or I get and gone how? Hidden dimensions that don't exist except in those, your dimpled frowns? I know now, our branes don't meet, but while you want to differentiate and love that done partially more, at the horizon, calculus is mess! Gravity girl, don't make me loop this quantum dude, let it emerge, the whole thing, all am asking is for a meeting!

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Clouded skies, slanted eyes, no motivation, no reason to try. Life's getting dark emotions run dry. Einsteins notions flow when im high. All alone I sit and I vibe. Never needed no one and that's word till i die. Im not an honest person. I steal and I lie. For the benefit of my people I hustle and grind, but now there all buried, gone from my mind. A faded memory, a relic of time. Not by my choice but ill be ****** if i cry. Trust and loyalty was my demise.

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Feb 8, 2016

Feb 8, 2016 at 12:02 AM UTC

blitzed

Clouded

Clouded skies, slanted eyes, no motivation, no reason to try. Life's getting dark emotions run dry. Einsteins notions flow when im high. All alone I sit and I vibe. Never needed no one and that's word till i die. Im not an honest person. I steal and I lie. For the benefit of my people I hustle and grind, but now there all buried, gone from my mind. A faded memory, a relic of time. Not by my choice but ill be ****** if i cry. Trust and loyalty was my demise.

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@ @ They're very near the brain they're on both sides of the face; not too far below, throbs the heart... these vital gifts were given to us, so we may hear...be able to grasp what's being said......especially, when our children are the ones talking, speaking about school, their fears...their dreams and goals...what interests them...we must encourage them... and even when they scare us...when we can't, don't understand their ways, because they don't agree with ours.....kindly pay attention, hear them out...their voices, their reasons, not just what we want to hear from them... we drive them away from us...by imposing our own choices on them....let us be their guides, their friends...give them space, to find themselves...mold their own identities... why force our children to be Einsteins, when they're meant to be....Shakespeares? Sally Copyright Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan January 14, 2020

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Jan 20, 2020

Jan 20, 2020 at 5:13 PM UTC

sally-a-bayan

Ears

@ @ They're very near the brain they're on both sides of the face; not too far below, throbs the heart... these vital gifts were given to us, so we may hear...be able to grasp what's being said......especially, when our children are the ones talking, speaking about school, their fears...their dreams and goals...what interests them...we must encourage them... and even when they scare us...when we can't, don't understand their ways, because they don't agree with ours.....kindly pay attention, hear them out...their voices, their reasons, not just what we want to hear from them... we drive them away from us...by imposing our own choices on them....let us be their guides, their friends...give them space, to find themselves...mold their own identities... why force our children to be Einsteins, when they're meant to be....Shakespeares? Sally Copyright Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan January 14, 2020

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Science, Something that does not make sense, Hey it is the core of our survival, It tells us about, How we once were an animal, And how we have the advantage of doubt, It explains gravity, And einsteins theory of relativity, It also explains, About chemicals that cause pain, Or make artificial rain, But if it weren't for science, We'd still be apes, Losing our minds

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Mar 1, 2016

Mar 1, 2016 at 8:58 AM UTC

Phantom_poet

Science

Science, Something that does not make sense, Hey it is the core of our survival, It tells us about, How we once were an animal, And how we have the advantage of doubt, It explains gravity, And einsteins theory of relativity, It also explains, About chemicals that cause pain, Or make artificial rain, But if it weren't for science, We'd still be apes, Losing our minds

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Reading Journal #1 Rummage a book I’m done bulldozing about how much I kaleidoscope textbooks. Pick up Exodia and obliterate me to the shadow-realm (Get to point? Ok.) Reading Journal #2 Syllables Gibberish. Lectures Syllables. ZzZz Gibberish. 9/5 work Reading Journal #3 I’m scrabbling syllables to strut them like drag queens I’m bored out of vulture-brains. I got gigolo-fingers I rummage up a ******** like college porn-stars. Reading Journal #4 **** **** Lectures College. **** ?? Newton. Reading Journal #4 Do you read Britannica Dictionaries, an alligator of an FAQ? It Einsteins verbiages like **** man and s u c k s I’ll add abbreviations the next time I scribble average joe mean-girls-esque diaries. Reading Journal #5 …Awkward, I don’t remember writing this Morse code doggynote.

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Jun 29, 2018

Jun 29, 2018 at 2:20 PM UTC

yonathan-asefaw

The Book of Lies

Reading Journal #1 Rummage a book I’m done bulldozing about how much I kaleidoscope textbooks. Pick up Exodia and obliterate me to the shadow-realm (Get to point? Ok.) Reading Journal #2 Syllables Gibberish. Lectures Syllables. ZzZz Gibberish. 9/5 work Reading Journal #3 I’m scrabbling syllables to strut them like drag queens I’m bored out of vulture-brains. I got gigolo-fingers I rummage up a ******** like college porn-stars. Reading Journal #4 **** **** Lectures College. **** ?? Newton. Reading Journal #4 Do you read Britannica Dictionaries, an alligator of an FAQ? It Einsteins verbiages like **** man and s u c k s I’ll add abbreviations the next time I scribble average joe mean-girls-esque diaries. Reading Journal #5 …Awkward, I don’t remember writing this Morse code doggynote.

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tree stumps burnt black no koalas in sight only tracks and charred embers of nature’s wrath indigenous insight ignored to dingo’s demise what does a bushman know that lord sydney doesn’t? surely, the conquering clan and its bellicose band of einsteins hear the kangaroos’ scream from the smoldering ledge of extinction a choking ode to imperial exuberance ~ P

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Jan 9, 2020

Jan 9, 2020 at 10:18 AM UTC

james-g-paul-sr-aka-pablo

the bushman knows

tree stumps burnt black no koalas in sight only tracks and charred embers of nature’s wrath indigenous insight ignored to dingo’s demise what does a bushman know that lord sydney doesn’t? surely, the conquering clan and its bellicose band of einsteins hear the kangaroos’ scream from the smoldering ledge of extinction a choking ode to imperial exuberance ~ P

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