12th Grade Poems | Examples of 12th Grade Poetry

Is there words to describe you? All this time I’ve known you and yet we hardly talk. There is much of you that one would see and love. yet the charm you hold is all I seek. No matter what once was. The only thought I can have is you. You were all that ever was and all...

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You are doing just fine. You are full of confidence. It is Ok to ask for help sometimes even if you are refused or insuslted. You must strive as far as possible to live stress free. Believe in Natural immunity, and natural culture. Uplift the good and great aspects of your culture. Love fruits and be very very health conscious and...

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What is love? Sometimes it's truly hard to explain. It's something we feel. It is, however, not classified as pain. As my tears run down my face as if it were rain. I knew this was love, but sometimes it seems strange. You always make me smile and feel bubbly inside. You make my heart...

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I gather the stars in my trembling hands, Though one by one they fall. The night does not ask why I grieve— It simply listens to all. A whisper lost in the willow’s breath, A shadow on the sea, I speak my sorrow to the wind, And let it carry me. The roses close when day is done, But bloom again at dawn— So too...

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Your voice, soft echo in the dark, A spark that dances where my doubts I hide— You touch the ache, the shattered spark, And I unfold, with nothing left to hide. Your name, it hums inside my bones, A melody no silence can erase. When I am lost, you are my stone, That pulls me back from empty space. I don’t need diamonds,...

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We dance in shadows, silver and sleek, Two hearts pulsing to the beat they seek. Your lips taste like secrets, soft and bold, In your arms, I forget what I’ve been told. The moon is a spotlight, casting out sin, Glittering echoes on ivory skin. Leather and lace, perfume and wine, The city fades—we blur the line. No past, no name, no curtain...

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"Humor can alter any situation and help us cope at the very instant we are laughing." –Allen Klein A GOOD SENSE OF HUMOR BLUNTS THE SHARP BLADES OF REALITY ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I lay on the table, a modern-day sacrificial lamb, pillow cradling my head, a fortress of foam and fabric. Then came Velcro, the sticky embrace of a high-tech straitjacket, my legs...

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We do not wear the judge’s robe, Nor sit upon their towering seat, But in the shadows where you walk, We bring the fire to your defense. We do not ask what you have done— The law has made its cold decree— But still we stand, though storms may come, To guard your frail humanity. Some say you are already lost, Your name weighed...

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she was a giver; not just to me, but to many more. I was angry and mean, the words I used I now abhor. Did I know better? Possibly, and yet, I flung terror into the air. Hitting her in the heart with arrows of nasty, not giving a care. I was not a good partner, I killed her...

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quiet meadow ant heading toward peony bushes partying with friends...

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a broken ankle ouch ouch ouch ouch on a willing worker who is no slouch her driving ankle ow ow ow ow setting her back for weeks accident where she hit a cow...

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By Michael Parker October nineteenth. two-hundred-ninety-third day of the year. It’s Mercurii, and the waning Hunter moon sits by Orion’s stretched thigh. Hydra lifts her head out of its eastern hole (there, next to Orion’s foot), wanting to devour the cadmium-hued moon. What explains our struggles’ centrality? At night, we sit by the window waiting for our suffering...

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Humanity is sick. Humanity is fragile. We come into the world being taught the opposite of these fundamental truths. We are taught that everyone is equal, that everyone deserves a chance. But the world teaches us differently. It doesn’t care who you are— only what you’re worth, only what you can give before you are broken. But the truth is sharper— there are no guarantees, only chances taken and chances lost. What good were our...

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If you can't live longer, live deeper....

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Enough is as good as a feast....

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