Brilliant Genius, April Fool So Tedious
April Fool So Tedious……,
Brilliant Genius, Brilliant Genius …..,
Through an elite prism he sees us……,
Brilliant Genius, Brilliant Genius …..,
One step short of Jesus…….,
No doubt he doesn’t need us……,
And would never heed us……,
But wants to clothe and feed us……,
Poor bare lawn, he’d even seed us…….,
Just like a lonely, forlorn Venus……,
April Fool So Tedious……,
Brilliant Genius, Brilliant Genius…..! ! !
poem by Trade Martin
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Lyrical Genius,
lyrical genius,
compare the man of genius,
to all those,
who wish to reach our level,
when you see me,
I got lyric's,
The diction of poetry,
the euphoric nature,
the rythmic tone,
the man of genius reveal's some occult power,
morals and grace,
not playing the victim of false pity,
just like will power,
in nothingness of distinguish character,
the prodigy in the society,
the seeing as the menace,
the crime from man of genius,
man of genius reveal's so much poetic language,
write some classic lyric's,
think of another enigma,
nostalgia, retribution,
bloody fiend,
all those men of genius from history did these,
genius has to go with the moral's,
grace and morality,
will to create in humanity,
not to ruin humanity,
think and act right,
the world belong's to us.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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Talk not of genius baffled, Genius is master of man. Genius does what it must, and talent does what it can.
quote by Edward Bulwer-Lytton (1860)
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It is not because the touch of genius has roused genius to production, but because the admiration of genius has made talent ambitious, that the harvest is still so abundant.
quote by Margaret Fuller
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Runaway Genius
Running & running, of course i know where I'm going, I'm a genius.
Running & running faster now, my family is coming, yelling, & screaming. I know why, I'm a genius.
Running & running faster than before, here comes my friends with bats & sticks. I know why they're coming, I'm a genius.
Running & Running as fast as I can, here comes more people with pots & pans. I know why they're chasing me, I'm a genius.
Eventually, I tire out & begin to jog.
But as soon as I stop here comes the mob. I was about to resume running but then I turned around. The mob was in silence, then I ask a very simple but complex question, 'What is the meaning os life? ' I know of course, I'm a genius.
poem by Tevin Ellis
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Men give me credit for some genius. All the genius I have lies in this when I have a subject in hand, I study it profoundly. Day and night it is before me. My mind becomes pervaded with it. Then the effort that I have made is what people are pleased to call the fruit of genius. It is the fruit of labor and thought.
quote by Alexander Hamilton
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Which is better?
A genius knows when to dumb it down
A smart man knows when to know nothing
And an idiot can be all three
Well what does that mean?
Your only as smart as others allow
So if your too smart to be understood,
To others your intelligence level goes down
So to truly be a genius you must know when dumbing it down is good
To know nothing isn't unintelligence
It's best for different situations
Though very different from a genius,
A smart man recognizes when on his knowledge to put limitations
An idiot is in the best position,
Because it's second nature for them to put it in layman's terms
An idiot has the best potential for genius if it's his intention
And being an idiot is how others feel their intelligence is confirmed
poem by Martin McCollugh
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Genius creates, and taste preserves. Taste is the good sense of genius; without taste, genius is only sublime folly.
quote by Alexander Pope
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A World Of One's Own
At the same time
Shakespeare’s sister,
Shakespeare’s brilliant,
pregnant, sister,
was killing herself
In London,
the North American Continent
was doing perfectly well
without her or her genius
or her brother’s genius
on the other side of the Atlantic.
Well, not perfectly well.
The Spanish were already making
a big mess of Mexico
and Central America.
A BIG mess.
But lots of things
were still going well
north of the border
that wasn’t yet there.
The glaciers
had obligingly melted away
thousands of years before
leaving a land
carpeted from coast to coast
with primeval forests,
sky-darkening legions
of migrating fowl,
undamned rivers,
teeming with fish,
coursing their way
to the sea,
and, of course,
hundreds of indigenous tribes
who had managed to live
there
thousands of years
without building
one Wal-Mart
or Super Wal-Mart.
All these beings
were expressing their genius
in a mindblowingly beautiful
ensemble production
without benefit
of pen and paper,
or proscenium arch,
without benefit
of admission
to the best universities,
without benefit
of 500 pounds a year
and a room of one’s own.
All they asked
was that the rest of the world,
especially Europe,
stay the f... away
and
leave them the f...
alone.
They were not
to get
their wish.
poem by Percy Dovetonsils
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I guess some people are brilliant enough to be brilliant on their own and never doubt anything and come up with fabulous things. But I think it's good to get into arguments with people and have them say, 'That sucks' or 'You're crazy' or 'That's cheesy""'or 'What do you think of this?'
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Adam Sandler is truly brilliant. He plays these goofy characters, but he is a brilliant fellow.
quote by Henry Winkler
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I Understood Your Question
Thinking of todays' poets.
And their approach and quality.
Who among them would you choose,
As your favorites.
'Hmmm...
Paul Bunyan comes to mind.
I enjoy the Wright Brothers.
Benjamin Banneker was brilliant.
Did you know he was also a watchmaker too?
And that's not to take anything away,
From Thomas Edison.
He put the 'gee' in genius.'
You did not name one of today's poets.
In fact...
You did not name one poet.
'I know that.
And guess what?
I understood your question.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'm all in favor of the democratic principle that one idiot is as good as one genius, but I draw the line when someone takes the next step and concludes that two idiots are better than one genius.
quote by Leo Szilard
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Not Just A Mom
My mom isn't just a mom at all
She's also something else
My mom isn't so quiet or shy
But she's proud and doesn't care what others say about her
My mom is like a friend who I will never forget
My mom is always there
Whether I'm sad, happy, lonely, or angry
She's always there, ready to listen
My mom always give me advices to overcome any problems
She supports me in any way
My mom is like a genius to me
She may not be like genius of studies
But she's a genius of me
My mom knows what I think, what I will say, she knows everything about me
My mom knows what to do to make me calm down
My mom knows how to make me automatically happy
My mom knows what and how I feel
My mom knows what I need the most
My mom is like an angel God sent from Heaven
My mom is loud, weird, and crazy
But she understands me the most
My mom always help me to fix my mistakes
My mom always help me to reach my dreams
My mom always love me no matter what
My mom doesn't care if I am handicapped
My mom doesn't care if I'm missing a finger
She doesn't care
My mom loves me the way I am
My mom is like someone who I can't give up on
My mom is like... a daughter of God.
poem by XXXHolix Fire
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Less than precious Stones
Less than precious Stones
I'm so glad you asked
a brilliant question for which
I have a dull answer.
Brilliance has to do
with shine and
dullness with personality.
Like in dimwitted.
A brilliant can be dulled
which makes it less brilliant.
Yet it doesn’t make it
dimwitted. Like some people
are smart but not intelligent
while others are intelligent
but not smart at all. Like how
I'm trying to answer here.
Let’s bet with your polish
you can hone my answer
better than I can lap it.
~~~
Alex Nodopaka Nov©2009
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poem by Alex Nodopaka
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Godard is incredibly brilliant, the things he says. Apparently here in France, the most interesting thing when a new film of his is going to come out are his press conferences, because he's so brilliant.
quote by Brian De Palma
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Turlough Carolan
He was blind and illiterate that much of him we know
And still his music is with us from centuries ago
He had creative genius and his genius still shine through
A rare gem Turlough Carolan one of the chosen few.
The harper of the county Meath in music live today
His music known around the World in Countries far away
And Carolan's concerto still very much alive
The only test of genius is when their work survive.
The only test of genius is when their work live on
For centuries and centuries when they are dead and gone
And Carolan has passed that test a name to celebrate
His music live three hundred years the genius of the great.
A son of peasant parents and destined to be poor
And though addicted to alcohol his genius remained pure
I like that saying it says it all 'can't keep a good man down'
And the name of Turlough Carolan was destined for renown.
I just switched on the radio to hear the D.J. say
This is a tune from Ireland from Ireland far away
Carolan's farewell to music, oh let the music play
The music of the harper the harper lives today.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Someone Somewhere In Summertime
Stay, Im burning slow
With me in the rain, walking in the soft rain
Calling out my name
See me burning slow
Brilliant days, wake up on brilliant days
Shadows of brilliant ways will change all the time
Memories, burning gold memories
Gold of day memories change me in these times
Somewhere there is some place, that one million eyes cant see
And somewhere there is someone, who can see what I can see
Someone, somewhere in summertime
Someone, somewhere in summertime
Someone, somewhere in summertime
Moments burn, slow burning golden nights
Once more see city lights, holding candles to the flame
Brilliant days, wake up on brilliant days
Shadows of brilliant ways will change me all the time
Somewhere there is some place, that one million eyes cant see
And somewhere there is someone, who can see what I can see
Someone, somewhere in summertime
Someone, somewhere in summertime
Someone, somewhere in summertime
Someone, somewhere in summertime
Someone, somewhere in summertime
Words & music : simple minds (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission
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Art of Mad
Whether genius, whether eccentric
Accidental brilliant or useless fun
Out of mind or inspiration from heaven
Mad is the source of change
Whether courage, whether suicidal
Fortune challenge or desperate decision
The creative result or the insane world
Mad is the side effect of trouble
The angry psychopath, the possessive lover
The hero of the day, the crazy adventurer
The obsessive scientist, the lone clairvoyant
Mad is the middle name of men
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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the genius in each of us
lies in the ordinariness of the clothes we wear
and the odinary walk that we take on ordinary lanes
the genius of air, and sunlight, and wind
the one that gets inside us without notice
yet makes everyone live
the one that caresses us without feeling
so important and yet makes us survive
the one that refreshes us in the shores
along ships that we are in
taking us to our destinations
tell me if they have special names and special
functions
the ordinary air, the ordinary sunlight, the ordinary wind
is that not the genius of the earth
the fire, the land, the sky
are they not so ordinary for us to take and use and love?
they are the strokes of the genius of the Lord
and yet they never have names of their own
they are everywhere, they are anywhere.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Genius In Each Of Us
the genius in each of us
lies in the ordinariness of the clothes we wear
and the ordinary walk that we take on ordinary lanes
the genius of air, and sunlight, and wind
the one that gets inside us without notice
yet makes everyone live
the one that caresses us without feeling
so important and yet makes us survive
the one that refreshes us in the shores
along ships that we are in
taking us to our destinations
tell me if they have special names and special
functions
the ordinary air, the ordinary sunlight, the ordinary wind
is that not the genius of the earth
the fire, the land, the sky
are they not so ordinary for us to take and use and love?
they are the strokes of the genius of the Lord
and yet they never have names of their own
they are everywhere, they are anywhere.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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