12th Grade Poems | Examples of 12th Grade Poetry

Too many bruises to recall the story of my scars. Surviving all these disasters: an invaluable blessing. Remaining whole in this jungle where liars, hypocrites, and impostors thrive. No joy in shining through cowardice, submission, and betrayal. A procession of zealous traitors, blinded by hatred. Always on edge since the placenta, like a child soldier forced to adapt to human savagery. Most of my wounds are invisible. Sometimes forced to accept the darkness of my shadows. A gesture of charity to hope for...

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This day has finally come Your future has now begun School days are all you know Into your dreams you will now grow Looking back, so many years Moving forward brings many tears A whole new life lies in wait It's up to you which destiny you create Future beyond, you hold inside of your hand Inspiration of dreams only you understand Your journey...

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I was seven, barefoot in the hallway, nose pressed to the brass knob of the guest room— she’d left the key out, but I wanted to see through, the way you want to see the belly of a piano, strings naked, all hammer and throat. The maid caught me, her voice full of linen snaps and starch— What are you doing, Miss? I lied....

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How do I know I can trust you— You who come cloaked in stars and sighs? Your eyes are night’s deceptive hue, And love has learned to lie. You speak in tones the wind might use To stir the sea to sleep— But every vow you let me choose You never meant to keep. I held your name like silken thread Between the fingers...

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Poem : my heart Oh my heart What happened to you Where is your lub dub, Where is your fuel Where is your beating Why my body is heating Oh my god my cells are greetings Is this a kind of meeting?? My doctor say something different There is a complications that is an agreement...

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GREY. "Life is not black or white; it is the agony of grey." “I can’t do this”, she said. With an unveiling frown, “I can’t deal with all this” but the treasons were filled with all her absurd, The voice that used to occupy my crown, Now echoes with these ‘final words’, Those silent whispers are now haunted by the...

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We met in a coffee shop off Fifth Avenue In Jersey. You were so magnetic; your eyes shone so brightly. A couple of years passed by; and our paths crossed once more through the entanglement of interwoven destiny. We both ended up in that coffee shop again. and I have to ask: Did the blue in your hair fade naturally, or did you...

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Seal the mountains, the peaks, the city— The little emperor rides waves like in Shanghai Bund. In the end, the man who loved beauty became a rifle. Where is the man-made bathing pool atop that mountain? The princely courage, allies in accord, Carried martial genes, shamanic rhythms, Carried cells of herbs and discipline, anti-entropy. Like Zhang Xianzhong sinking treasure into the Min...

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There's no horizon left, I was awake and slept.— Moon was aligned with Stars and my own myth. Night reveals the intense love, Which were kept hidden in light.— Dreams felt like a curse, Turns to a hypnotic verse: "Flow of flowers from fay, Pink red leaves and a rose, Brown iris like branches, Cry and rare crystal flow.— Die while picturing the dreams, Early mornings are...

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Roses are red, violets are vile Lilies are ugly, daisies make me smile Allergies are making me sneeze off my head I hate to say this, but I want all flowers dead I cannot bury them in my yard for they make me sick If you send me a bouquet, I will be saying “ick!” Flowers are pretty, if they do...

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Don’t wait for a trumpet when the breath in your lungs is already shouting. Don’t wait for a sky to tear when your soul is already trembling. The signs are not in the clouds, they’re in your compromise. The delay is not His it’s yours. You think you’ve got time? You think your youth is a shield? You gamble eternity on...

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light is not always kind sometimes it exposes too much like grief tucked beneath a smile or love we pretend has died but shadows they carry us gently they let us break in silence without asking for an explanation I have learned that light needs the dark to be seen and the shadow is just the light, kneeling so don’t curse the night it’s the soil where stars...

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Of that oak tree falls, I may soon be dead. I stared in disbelief at my cousin Zed. Why do you have this weird feeling of dread? He shrugged his shoulders, eating mom’s shortbread. Sometimes Zed gets weird thoughts into his head. Why can’t he keep them to himself instead?...

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Gleaming glassy glistening glazed globs Glittering gleefully, gloriously glossy Glowing with glimmers and glimpses of glorification Generating generous gentlewoman’s grateful glances Gallivanting gallery’s gleaming gazebo’s grateful celebration of G....

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I have seen the sky begin again, After storms had bruised its face— A tender hush, a breathless hush, That made the world a softer place. The river does not hold regret, It carves new songs through stone and sand, And every willow learns to bend, When winter presses on the land. So let my heart, though bruised and torn, Begin again with morning’s...

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