12th Grade Poems | Examples of 12th Grade Poetry

Red-Crested Sampan ? Shariful Alam June 10, 2025 Hudson, New York United States of America ? If by chance we meet again someday, If desire brings us close once more, I’ll breathe deeply again at the foot of the mountain, Smear your gentle gaze across my soul. I’ll cross treacherous roads— carefully, ever so carefully. On a melancholic evening, I’ll go to Silentville. That day, I will become the...

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Tears in my eyes, and a tear on my heart. Fear in my mind, and scars on my soul. Time moves on, but still are my thoughts, For I fought for some peace, but life is not still. I plunged in a pool of angry wavers, seeking justice. But the honest truth was to evade the truth — The truth about...

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She walks the streets she’s always known, But feels a longing deep, alone. A fire burns inside her chest, To leave, to grow, to find what’s best. Her heart beats fast when she thinks of far, Of distant lights and shining stars. A thousand questions fill her mind— Will she be lost? Will she be kind? She dreams of skies she’s never seen, Of...

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INK'S JOURNEY From quill to parchment in graceful arcs, ink tells tales from dawn till dark. Stories unfold in each little mark, a writer’s journey, a creative spark. ...

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WHISPERS OF STILLNESS Almost sunset. I sit on the riverbank letting the water dribble over my toes and massaging my soles against the pebbles underfoot. I listen to the water trickling along and to the insects droning. Above me is a river of blue, the sky born of bluest petals, as if it were once a...

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INK WHISPERS The quaint but cluttered vintage bookstore is filled with tall walls of ancient volumes and stacks of books precariously balanced, making it hard to navigate down the aisles without fear of upsetting their balance. I pause, breathing in the stale, sun-warmed dust of a thousand stories waiting to be explored. I feel in some...

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TINY PERFECTION The hummingbird arrives, circling around my head. Its visit is a rare treat, a moment to savor when it graces my garden. Do I believe as some do that the hummingbird is a messenger from a deceased loved one, a comforting sign that a loved one is near, watching over me, and sending...

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I walk beside my pain, Beside you, beside myself again. I talk to walls when the world goes mute, And stack the days like regrets in dispute. I bottle up the passing hours, Sleepless nights and faded powers. Memories hold my hand too tight, Like loyal dogs with a twisted bite. No more room for empty vows, Just silence drowning in its howls. A heart...

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I sort the silence and the sighs, The dreams lost in old goodbyes, They fill the drawers of my days, And leave wind blowing through my haze. I keep the pain I never voiced, The hopes that died without a choice, Pages linger in my spellbound book, But it’s all the same, since you never looked. Just a museum of wounds, Of loves that...

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The grass blue butterfly looks a bit like a moth Bet you missed her completely said the arrogant sloth I admitted that I have never seen any like this. One just blew by you, she’s the size of a penny, you crazy old Miss!...

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I was not expecting to see big foot’s prints in the snow When I came upon them to my horse I yelled “whoa!” Took out my turquoise tape and measured one of them too. Sixteen inches long, and the width was longer than my boo....

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[Verse I] Thou knowest not the breadth of me, Though I have dwelt where shadows creep. Each night I rise without a sound, To haunt the ground where thou dost sleep. [Verse II] Thine eyes, once kind, now turn away, As though I were but dust or air. Yet still I come, both night and day, To trace thy steps with solemn care. [Pre-Chorus] No lock...

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Just as the elements within our lives are inevitable to intercede There are also uncontrolled forces that have to circle the world Pride, envy, gluttony, lust, sloth, wrath, and greed These 7 deadly sins are sold more than the blooded diamonds and pearls With prayer and faith I stand next to my mother. And with undoubted submission I'd give...

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A lady's strength, a force so divine, Empowering others, a heart that shines. In times of need, she stands tall and bold, A voice for justice, her spirit unfold. When abuse strikes, she rises with might, A fellow lady's voice, a beacon in flight. Together they stand, a bond so strong, Fighting for what's right, where they belong. Beyond the kitchen, her potential...

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Why do I love God? Why do we adore? For me, it's simple: He created me, and more. In His image, I'm crafted, a work of art divine, A reflection of His love, a heart that beats in rhyme. He loved me first, before I knew His name, Before I understood the depth of His holy flame. He pursued me, gently,...

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