"quadratics" poems - Hello Poetry

Our parents are always telling us , you have to go to school, that you'll learn everything you need to know before you're ready for the big world, and that'll you need it to get into your dream job But now a days our education isn't about learning, its about passing Our education now isn't the same as it used to be It teaches us that if you're not at a certain grade level, you will not succeed That if you don't meet a certain criteria, maybe you're not for fit the course This education system doesn't teach us whats really important for the big world It doesn't teach us how to live, how to do taxes or how to survive It never taught us the living expenses or how to buy a home Never taught us what to expect once we leave for college or how to balance our schedules No. It only taught us homework, about a plant cell, about tangents and circumferences It taught us that homework is more important than family That it's more important than being a kid and having a life It taught us that if you spend time with loved once and didn't do your work, you're setting yourself up for failure They pile us with work it feels like we cant breath They never once thought of the other class assignments that must be due not even 24 hours later They make us memorise things that will no longer be important when we apply for a job We study for hours in hopes to pass that final test that we'll soon forget But what are we suppose to say when someone asks us how we're feeling? We were never taught that We never memorised an equation to help us find the answer We were only ever taught to keep our mouths shut and do our work Its quite funny what we learn in school now Things more than 80% of the students will never have to use let alone see again School was suppose to prepare us for our future For the job choice we pick Instead we meet and learned quadratics and plant cells We were taught homework is what your focus should always be on We were never taught about the future and what to do And most importantly We were never taught how to love ourselves and the things we should be greatful for They've turn us into sad, mindless robots that's are more concerned about grades and passing than whats going on with the family We lock ourselves in our rooms doing homework for 6 hours than talking to our mothers or fathers who wonder about us We were never taught the importance of family before it was too late Every single highschool student wishes they can turn back the clocks, but it'll never work We were taught the hard way that you don't really know what you have until its gone Something we weren't prepared for They never prepared us for the future Instead, we prepare our self for the possible failing outcome How are we suppose to make a living for ourselves when all we have learned was the stress over homework and family? The depression over a failed test or assignment? The lost feeling of the lost time? How are we suppose to love ourselves when all we do is put yourself down because of school? This education system never prepared us for anything Instead, this education system officially has broken all of us.

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Jun 3, 2016

Jun 3, 2016 at 4:41 PM UTC

cari-hannaford

Our Broken Education System

Our parents are always telling us , you have to go to school, that you'll learn everything you need to know before you're ready for the big world, and that'll you need it to get into your dream job But now a days our education isn't about learning, its about passing Our education now isn't the same as it used to be It teaches us that if you're not at a certain grade level, you will not succeed That if you don't meet a certain criteria, maybe you're not for fit the course This education system doesn't teach us whats really important for the big world It doesn't teach us how to live, how to do taxes or how to survive It never taught us the living expenses or how to buy a home Never taught us what to expect once we leave for college or how to balance our schedules No. It only taught us homework, about a plant cell, about tangents and circumferences It taught us that homework is more important than family That it's more important than being a kid and having a life It taught us that if you spend time with loved once and didn't do your work, you're setting yourself up for failure They pile us with work it feels like we cant breath They never once thought of the other class assignments that must be due not even 24 hours later They make us memorise things that will no longer be important when we apply for a job We study for hours in hopes to pass that final test that we'll soon forget But what are we suppose to say when someone asks us how we're feeling? We were never taught that We never memorised an equation to help us find the answer We were only ever taught to keep our mouths shut and do our work Its quite funny what we learn in school now Things more than 80% of the students will never have to use let alone see again School was suppose to prepare us for our future For the job choice we pick Instead we meet and learned quadratics and plant cells We were taught homework is what your focus should always be on We were never taught about the future and what to do And most importantly We were never taught how to love ourselves and the things we should be greatful for They've turn us into sad, mindless robots that's are more concerned about grades and passing than whats going on with the family We lock ourselves in our rooms doing homework for 6 hours than talking to our mothers or fathers who wonder about us We were never taught the importance of family before it was too late Every single highschool student wishes they can turn back the clocks, but it'll never work We were taught the hard way that you don't really know what you have until its gone Something we weren't prepared for They never prepared us for the future Instead, we prepare our self for the possible failing outcome How are we suppose to make a living for ourselves when all we have learned was the stress over homework and family? The depression over a failed test or assignment? The lost feeling of the lost time? How are we suppose to love ourselves when all we do is put yourself down because of school? This education system never prepared us for anything Instead, this education system officially has broken all of us.

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I don't like quadratics And it really doesn't matter It won't help me in life to know how to factor I don't like quadratics A formula for disaster negative B plus, minus Doesn't matter I don't like quadratics And I don't like graphing Rather spend my time with my friends all laughing I don't like quadratics And I don't like math I hate this parabola I hate this graph I don't like quadratics I really don't like quadratics I hate 'em I hate 'em I hate all of mathematics

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Sep 16, 2013

Sep 16, 2013 at 8:33 AM UTC

cameron-godfrey

Quadratics - Day 11

I don't like quadratics And it really doesn't matter It won't help me in life to know how to factor I don't like quadratics A formula for disaster negative B plus, minus Doesn't matter I don't like quadratics And I don't like graphing Rather spend my time with my friends all laughing I don't like quadratics And I don't like math I hate this parabola I hate this graph I don't like quadratics I really don't like quadratics I hate 'em I hate 'em I hate all of mathematics

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I remember leaving the car and walking towards you... My heart was pounding, and my thoughts were blurry. I have goosebumps remembering how I felt then and how I still feel now... I'm ecstatic, you always solve my heart's quadratics.

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Dec 9, 2016

Dec 9, 2016 at 2:05 AM UTC

Jellyfish

Quadratic

I remember leaving the car and walking towards you... My heart was pounding, and my thoughts were blurry. I have goosebumps remembering how I felt then and how I still feel now... I'm ecstatic, you always solve my heart's quadratics.

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Deceivingly simple, we sit down On our ****** plastic step stools After school in the kitchen. You ask me how my day was. I say Fine thanks, learned about quadratics. I ask you where you went cycling. You say Oh, you know, the usual. Round out That way, and back. The usual. We sit in silence for amount as I cut a slice of apple and hold it out to you across the room. You take it, and we sit on our ****** plastic step stools In the kitchen after school, Sharing silence and an apple. And I almost love the crisp, cool crunch As much as I love you.

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Jul 14, 2023

Jul 14, 2023 at 2:36 AM UTC

CAxOLN

Like father, like son

Deceivingly simple, we sit down On our ****** plastic step stools After school in the kitchen. You ask me how my day was. I say Fine thanks, learned about quadratics. I ask you where you went cycling. You say Oh, you know, the usual. Round out That way, and back. The usual. We sit in silence for amount as I cut a slice of apple and hold it out to you across the room. You take it, and we sit on our ****** plastic step stools In the kitchen after school, Sharing silence and an apple. And I almost love the crisp, cool crunch As much as I love you.

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The logic, math problems threatening me Laughing in my face Emerging from the deep dark depths of The textbook of my life My hands trying to make it work Dividing until there is no leftover No remainder But there’s always going to be a remainder An unexpected variable thrown in Watch out for that Make one change one mistake and You end up with a different answer As your footsteps deviate from the path You thought was right Hopelessly wander, search for your light And find yourself immersed in an ocean of Parabolas and quadratics of the equation Attempting to answer Decode the numbers Read between the lines Break down the algorithm And desensitize As you calculate the rate at which My mind speeds towards insanity Measure how much you love me on a scale Of one to ten What if the number is eleven? Then compare to a love for her The question is irrelevant Because what is equality Two different things so much same How can one surpass another? Always want to know how can You compare and contrast the highway Of your body your mind to that of Another body another mind What makes one worth so much more Is it really worth that much more It’s unfair once you factor in opinion After all love can’t be measured In quantity or numbers

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Nov 25, 2013

Nov 25, 2013 at 9:36 PM UTC

silver-wolf

x y z

The logic, math problems threatening me Laughing in my face Emerging from the deep dark depths of The textbook of my life My hands trying to make it work Dividing until there is no leftover No remainder But there’s always going to be a remainder An unexpected variable thrown in Watch out for that Make one change one mistake and You end up with a different answer As your footsteps deviate from the path You thought was right Hopelessly wander, search for your light And find yourself immersed in an ocean of Parabolas and quadratics of the equation Attempting to answer Decode the numbers Read between the lines Break down the algorithm And desensitize As you calculate the rate at which My mind speeds towards insanity Measure how much you love me on a scale Of one to ten What if the number is eleven? Then compare to a love for her The question is irrelevant Because what is equality Two different things so much same How can one surpass another? Always want to know how can You compare and contrast the highway Of your body your mind to that of Another body another mind What makes one worth so much more Is it really worth that much more It’s unfair once you factor in opinion After all love can’t be measured In quantity or numbers

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i am at a friends house when your favorite song starts to play. i forgot you two like the same bands. i dont ask her to skip it, instead let it play, as i recount the numerous times ive heard you sing it to me. i can see your smile in the speckled white paint of her kitchen, hear your voice in my ears anytime she says my name. i am wearing my favorite shirt, and it is only when i am halfway to her bathroom that i realize it is the shirt you bought me for christmas. i look at my feet as i sit back down to see the shoes you bought me for my birthday, i look around to find the bracelet that you made and sent to me adorning my wrist and i wonder when my life became so for you and i dont want to think about this but how can i write about the importance of factoring quadratics when the most important thing to me is you? i didnt want to write a poem this time but ive found myself doing just that with your name as the subject line and your heart as the foundation and i hope there is never another day when i write a sad story with your name for the main character but with a heart like this, whos to say what goes?

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May 24, 2016

May 24, 2016 at 10:30 PM UTC

exultings

day one

i am at a friends house when your favorite song starts to play. i forgot you two like the same bands. i dont ask her to skip it, instead let it play, as i recount the numerous times ive heard you sing it to me. i can see your smile in the speckled white paint of her kitchen, hear your voice in my ears anytime she says my name. i am wearing my favorite shirt, and it is only when i am halfway to her bathroom that i realize it is the shirt you bought me for christmas. i look at my feet as i sit back down to see the shoes you bought me for my birthday, i look around to find the bracelet that you made and sent to me adorning my wrist and i wonder when my life became so for you and i dont want to think about this but how can i write about the importance of factoring quadratics when the most important thing to me is you? i didnt want to write a poem this time but ive found myself doing just that with your name as the subject line and your heart as the foundation and i hope there is never another day when i write a sad story with your name for the main character but with a heart like this, whos to say what goes?

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The time we humans live despite prolonging, is but a blink compared with that of the universe. The distance we travel however impressive, is but an angstrom compared with that of the universe. The information we glean with increasing complexity, is simple addition compared with that of the universe. The equations we solve with many variables, are but quadratics compared with those of the universe. The evolution of our species however advanced, is but a single cell compared with that of the universe. And me, my morbid cynical observations, they are the truths of the universe.

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Dec 16, 2014

Dec 16, 2014 at 9:43 AM UTC

michael-stuhlman

Space and time

The time we humans live despite prolonging, is but a blink compared with that of the universe. The distance we travel however impressive, is but an angstrom compared with that of the universe. The information we glean with increasing complexity, is simple addition compared with that of the universe. The equations we solve with many variables, are but quadratics compared with those of the universe. The evolution of our species however advanced, is but a single cell compared with that of the universe. And me, my morbid cynical observations, they are the truths of the universe.

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