Best Dyslexia Poems

The words are turned around
the writing is backwards
the book is upside down
The teachers are frustrated
Some don't know what to do
Suggesting I go to a private school.
The Private school can not handle
A child so far behind
I am three grades behind 
I feel so alone, the schools...

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Daddy, your bed time stories were the best.
The extra prescision you took while reading a book,
To overcome your struggles and ensure you pronounced each word correctly,
Were the most beautiful sounds.
The way you would sit and practice slowly, 
Sometimes repeating words out loud or to yourself,
In...

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Im Dyslexic
so please excuse my lack of Knowledge
Im a girl with learning Disabilities 
so please excuse my child like behaviour
I am who I am and for that I won't apologise
for all I need is understanding and Patience....

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LIKE YOUR LORD, DYSLEXIA IS A FRAUD

I know her secret and no amount of money can mine lips be sealed
I am here for her secret for to be finally revealed
I know it all and I didn’t even have to see it being done
While her and...

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I quell amongst the dischord words rely,
Upon the sole revivals am I prone
cross function is a dismay from behind
foundations of a style I'd call my own.
It clearly seeths in others, having heard
myself who, in a nutshell, doth reply
with verse to reimberse you where it dies
against...

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Even thought my poems is better then the average poet I would said people would not understand

How hard it was in school an especially in college where average person would write once or twice 

I would write three time and write a average of 200...

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The ocean of life, enriched,
Then drained. I wish I could have..
My life, full of unfinished ventures.
I never explored the wonderland,
Through the fog of my confusion and
Ended up smiling in the mirror.
The only true friend shimmering back,
He twinkles from my heart,
Into the lucid environment of the...

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My eyes does not itch,
But my brain does itch.
Eagle's eyes,curious teeth but timid brain,
Intuity did a lot of spelling rain. -

But i can't understand.
Comprehension had had me strand.
Willing eyes,indifferent cerebral,
Hopeful skull but brain's sick crawl.

Persaude my brain to agree with my eyes,
Wants to be free...

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Dyslexia 
David J Walker

I recall
	The wall 
Of words 

In jet black 
waves 
of ink

Invade 
the innocence of
paper white
  not quite 
a page

Fear 
	Panic
terror   
Rage

Other words 
smother 
like a thick 
denim quilt 
 

I hide within myself 
	lost
without a guide

a dance
	into a trance
of...

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Why
would
people
criticise
a child’s best efforts
because he does not measure up
to their own abilities and twisted reasoning?
Learning disorders are not to be looked down on; instead, motivation is the key.

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Can't tie shoes. Can't read aloud. Can't memorize Latin.
IQ test, panic, shyness. 
Confidence goes missing.

Ask, and you will receive.
A corner turned. 
College, city planner, romance, graduation.

Paradise lost. War drums. 
"You are hereby ordered to report."
Many rockets fired, crashing all around.
Fear and dread. "Grab your guns."...

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Can't tie shoes. Can't read aloud. Can't memorize Latin.
IQ test, panic, shyness. Confidence goes missing.

A corner turned. Ask, and you will receive.
College, city planner, romance, graduation.

Paradise lost. War drums. "You are hereby ordered to report."
Fear and dread. Grab your guns. Invasion.
Many rockets fired, crashing all...

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I sold my soul to Santa,
but it's much too soon to tell.
If an everlasting Christmas
is preferable to hell....

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This baby is being born with hardly a belly button the angel declared.
Yes, this is a special one sent to a family who is kind and understanding
It is not every parent who can raise a child like this one thus the button lack.
He is on...

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Words in the belfry, words in the hall, words in my sandwiches, words for us all.
What if you know no written words? What if you cannot read? What is my world?
Words in my head, swirling around, making me laugh. Idiocy, munchkin and calf.
How would you...

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