11th Grade Poems | Examples of 11th Grade Poetry

It's your choice to keep going. It's your choice to heal. It's your choice to reflect. It's your choice to look at that broken reflection and to see a warrior. It's your choice to quit. It's your choice to stay broken. It’s your choice to reflect. It's your choice to look at that broken reflection and...

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As I rise, The moon falls The wind settles The lake follows The sand shimmers The earth softens The stars dampen and The buildings brighten, A tree houses A bird swooshes A flower opens A fish swims A weed dances A squirrel eats and A duck dips, A man hurries to work A woman runs on the boardwalk A grandfather grabs the paper A boy hides from me A girl giggles on the...

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Dear Lord Jesus You're my friend and You are my brother even though You are a King, I love You more than any other and my soul belongs to you. You're my Rock and You're my Shield to You alone will I gladly Yield. As the deer pants for the water, so my soul does long For You. I ...

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A glimpse of leaves trembling in the wind. Shinning waters glistening. Shadow bird singing. Devil Stick crawling with Virginia Creeper. Buds speared by humming birds. Rabbits thumping in waves of green. Breezes changing the view. A glimpse into...

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Commentary Greetings breathern, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience. But let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete lacking nothing. If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all liberally and without reproach,...

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A Rev. 3:12 cont. of the city of my God, the New Jerusalem, which comes down out of heaven from my God, And I will write on him my new name. Q Everything that's wrong with the world appears to right? A Elon Musk is currently guilty of being a...

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oh yes, I am pixilated This cannot be overstated At least I am not still constipated movements never premeditated my freedom is to be celebrated...

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pandemonium preceded Paula Paulson’s painstakingly prissily packed packsack. Pathetic poetic Parnassian provided paramount particulars, a peep and a peek into Paula Paulson’s persnickety personality....

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See the world around yourself, See the people around you— The scary face of people, The crying face of children. They are scared, lonely, and sad. They fear the world. See the fearless around the world. The mothers are crying with children in their hands, Praying for their children’s life, While others are praying for their children’s future To be bright. People say, “This is the...

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You can never burn too brightly for this world —not ever. ...

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You never saw past the glory days of 17. Because you got sad and thought it a better idea to hang yourself from the ceiling fan instead of replacing its burnt-out bulbs. Bright idea. Dimming the light of all the candles whose hearts and souls were trying to add light to your dark and dismal life. You were selfish to drop...

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There’s no difference between a classroom and a Chinese sweatshop. No thinking, No talking, No creative expression whatsoever. Give us your whole day and you will receive minimal reward for your indoctrination. ...

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March Comes In Like A Lion Dandelion dance in the palm of my hand; a gentle bloom. I love my birthday flower. ...

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Brother, you have the strength of a dragon and the soul of a poet. ...

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