Poems about Learning
#learning
Poems about learning and the life lessons we learn on our journey through life. Poetry about developing wisdom, confidence and principles through our life experiences. Here you'll find poems about learning things, about ourselves and others, from events, encounters, society and nature.
kilanti
Poem Published
Today 5:06am
Today 5:06am
King & Pawn
You talked about fate,
about being meant to be.
Then I saw you with another girl
whose hair was a prettier pink.
And I saw you sit next to her
And hold her hand and smile.
I didn’t let it bug me but then
I thought about how it’s been a while.
It’s been a while,
and you always cared,
But only at night
when the other girls weren’t there.
And they had low
self esteem;
you know who else does?
(Me)
I felt guilty whenever I chased you,
But my weakness was you, aloof
Because I thought maybe if I could...
about being meant to be.
Then I saw you with another girl
whose hair was a prettier pink.
And I saw you sit next to her
And hold her hand and smile.
I didn’t let it bug me but then
I thought about how it’s been a while.
It’s been a while,
and you always cared,
But only at night
when the other girls weren’t there.
And they had low
self esteem;
you know who else does?
(Me)
I felt guilty whenever I chased you,
But my weakness was you, aloof
Because I thought maybe if I could...
#loneliness
#relationships
#learning #SelfWorth
#learning #SelfWorth
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1 Comment
delanee
Poem Published
23rd May 2019 9:10pm
23rd May 2019 9:10pm
Lessons on Loving Oneself
it has taken me too long
to realize I can be all those things
I started looking for in others
hoping for them to fill the gap
should this not be enough
to be exactly what I need in my life
so anyone else joining me on my journey
can add more depth to the story
to realize I can be all those things
I started looking for in others
hoping for them to fill the gap
should this not be enough
to be exactly what I need in my life
so anyone else joining me on my journey
can add more depth to the story
#hope
#learning
#SelfWorth
33 reads
1 Comment
spacemod69
Poem Published
23rd May 2019 2:46pm
23rd May 2019 2:46pm
Why?
Why?
The question on everyone's lips
Why?
Never answered
Although people insist
Natural curiosity
Can be so annoying
But without asking "Why"
Our lives would be boring
Why?
Does the constant questioning of toddler
Dry up so much
When that toddler gets older?
So, even though , sometimes, we think that the "why?"
Is pesky and irritating , so we give it the fly
We should never forget to enquire
To prod and to probe
Until the answer is brighter
And when you annoy the person you question
Just look back...
The question on everyone's lips
Why?
Never answered
Although people insist
Natural curiosity
Can be so annoying
But without asking "Why"
Our lives would be boring
Why?
Does the constant questioning of toddler
Dry up so much
When that toddler gets older?
So, even though , sometimes, we think that the "why?"
Is pesky and irritating , so we give it the fly
We should never forget to enquire
To prod and to probe
Until the answer is brighter
And when you annoy the person you question
Just look back...
#inspirational
#learning
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1 Comment
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
22nd May 2019 10:54pm
22nd May 2019 10:54pm
The age of Innocence
Seems the older I get
the younger I feel
compared to others,
so that I am nothing
but a small child
looking up at things
with virgin eyes
and an empty head
that does not know how,
filled only with roiling waves
that bring in muddled dreams
and clouds the real world
so that I blunder onwards
just out of reach of a hand that guides.
the younger I feel
compared to others,
so that I am nothing
but a small child
looking up at things
with virgin eyes
and an empty head
that does not know how,
filled only with roiling waves
that bring in muddled dreams
and clouds the real world
so that I blunder onwards
just out of reach of a hand that guides.
#learning
#aging
#FeelingLost
30 reads
9 Comments
brokentitanium
Poem Published
21st May 2019 1:59pm
21st May 2019 1:59pm
Mojo Regained
You have no power here
Only what I give you
So I don’t
I’ve got my ruby boots
You can shrivel up now
Off with you
Those memories are nice
Leave them where they should be
In the past
I’ve got some shit to do
No time left for crying
Here we go
Only what I give you
So I don’t
I’ve got my ruby boots
You can shrivel up now
Off with you
Those memories are nice
Leave them where they should be
In the past
I’ve got some shit to do
No time left for crying
Here we go
#learning
#MovingOn
#determination
23 reads
7 Comments
FromTheAsh
Poem Published
20th May 2019 3:16pm
20th May 2019 3:16pm
gratitude: accountability
he knew the fragile edges of me
splintered them himself
a time or two
at the time he always tried to deny it
though in retrospect
he did finally admit it was true
but he loved me
before I knew how to love myself
and that was the crux of the problem
what he saw in me
I couldn't
and what I sought in him
he was unable to give
validity
as he struggled to shelter his own fractures
he trampled all over mine
inadvertently
but here's the thing
how can one truly know
the depth of another's pain?
and...
splintered them himself
a time or two
at the time he always tried to deny it
though in retrospect
he did finally admit it was true
but he loved me
before I knew how to love myself
and that was the crux of the problem
what he saw in me
I couldn't
and what I sought in him
he was unable to give
validity
as he struggled to shelter his own fractures
he trampled all over mine
inadvertently
but here's the thing
how can one truly know
the depth of another's pain?
and...
#confessional
#learning
#SelfReflection
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8 Comments
Ragnar
Poem Published
20th May 2019 7:15am
20th May 2019 7:15am
Soul Winds
Every chance it gets, life blows it’s winds at my soul.
Sometimes, the winds completely fill my sails and pushes my soul joyously and effortlessly forward, with a smile on my face and peace in my heart.
Sometimes, the wind blows against me hard and pushes me backwards, while pelting my soul with the rain and hail stones of doubt and discomfort.
But, irrelevant to the direction in which life’s winds are pushing my soul, I know that every single storm exists for a reason and has a designed purpose to move in a direction that inevitably helps me grow.
Sometimes, the winds completely fill my sails and pushes my soul joyously and effortlessly forward, with a smile on my face and peace in my heart.
Sometimes, the wind blows against me hard and pushes me backwards, while pelting my soul with the rain and hail stones of doubt and discomfort.
But, irrelevant to the direction in which life’s winds are pushing my soul, I know that every single storm exists for a reason and has a designed purpose to move in a direction that inevitably helps me grow.
#motivational
#peace
#learning
59 reads
16 Comments
shannonJane
Poem Published
19th May 2019 11:20am
19th May 2019 11:20am
Infinite space
Across infinity my mind crossed, all the confusion came to a stop.
The confused Web dissapeared and I was faced with my fear.
Confunted and brave, at peace with all.
Infinity collapsed around me, I forgave myself again.
To learn, to change.
My mind travelled into a infinite space, tracing all the memories.
The constellations, the black holes, the spacious mind filled with explosions and awakenings in time.
To learn, to be.
Flying in and out of this vast infinite universe.
The confused Web dissapeared and I was faced with my fear.
Confunted and brave, at peace with all.
Infinity collapsed around me, I forgave myself again.
To learn, to change.
My mind travelled into a infinite space, tracing all the memories.
The constellations, the black holes, the spacious mind filled with explosions and awakenings in time.
To learn, to be.
Flying in and out of this vast infinite universe.
#learning
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3 Comments
shannonJane
Poem Published
15th May 2019 9:03pm
15th May 2019 9:03pm
They say we love 5 people in our lifetime
If so, my first took my sight.
If so, my second took my hearing.
If so, my third took my scent.
If so, my forth took my voice.
If so, my fifth took my touch.
If so love be gone, my senses have awakened to whispers of love.
5 senses.
5 fingers.
5 toes.
What is true love...
If so, my second took my hearing.
If so, my third took my scent.
If so, my forth took my voice.
If so, my fifth took my touch.
If so love be gone, my senses have awakened to whispers of love.
5 senses.
5 fingers.
5 toes.
What is true love...
#learning
31 reads
1 Comment
Ragnar
Poem Published
14th May 2019 10:22am
14th May 2019 10:22am
Reflecting
Yesterday I celebrated my daughters birthday.
After all the gifts and smiles and laughter, I found myself sitting there in the chair, looking at the torn wrapping paper and half filled glasses, reflecting.
It’s funny how the older we get, the faster life seems to go.
It is a true epiphany to see priorities change so that we truly appreciate our quality of living and loving.
How it begins to take priority over the accumulation of material things and being self indulgent.
When we finally learn that there is nothing as important as family and friends, we end up sitting...
After all the gifts and smiles and laughter, I found myself sitting there in the chair, looking at the torn wrapping paper and half filled glasses, reflecting.
It’s funny how the older we get, the faster life seems to go.
It is a true epiphany to see priorities change so that we truly appreciate our quality of living and loving.
How it begins to take priority over the accumulation of material things and being self indulgent.
When we finally learn that there is nothing as important as family and friends, we end up sitting...
#LifeChangingMoment
#learning
#SelfReflection
54 reads
8 Comments
marina2020
Rain Woman
Rain Woman
Poem Published
14th May 2019 00:22am
14th May 2019 00:22am
My Journey Of Poetry
I believe my poetry has come a long way
And my writing still has further to go
From free verse to rhyming to rants
To anything that kind of has a flow
Poems sprouted from my emotions
That only grew from there
Driven by anger, passion, and happiness
Now I see words everywhere
Frustrating as it may be
Poems are my new home
I've uncovered a new part of me
That loves to let my brain roam
I will forever continue my journey
And meet others just like me
Who love to write as I do
And become the...
And my writing still has further to go
From free verse to rhyming to rants
To anything that kind of has a flow
Poems sprouted from my emotions
That only grew from there
Driven by anger, passion, and happiness
Now I see words everywhere
Frustrating as it may be
Poems are my new home
I've uncovered a new part of me
That loves to let my brain roam
I will forever continue my journey
And meet others just like me
Who love to write as I do
And become the...
#learning
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
40 reads
4 Comments
Taryn
Poem Published
13th May 2019 9:00pm
13th May 2019 9:00pm
Adjustments Necessary
she lies there only enamored
skin glowing atop sable
desiring now to have the ability
to throw back a thousand wishes
she views tattered blankets and
abused breasts as
passionate words make a return
to grey and white matter with
cellular structure
veils are draped over the windows
to her soul
as shards meet the raised edges of
defunked soft tissue
did you not see what’s inside?
with hands clutched and trembling,
resting against her precious vessel
they etch only cold hard truths; ...
skin glowing atop sable
desiring now to have the ability
to throw back a thousand wishes
she views tattered blankets and
abused breasts as
passionate words make a return
to grey and white matter with
cellular structure
veils are draped over the windows
to her soul
as shards meet the raised edges of
defunked soft tissue
did you not see what’s inside?
with hands clutched and trembling,
resting against her precious vessel
they etch only cold hard truths; ...
#relationships
#conflict
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#learning
96 reads
14 Comments
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