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The Best Graduation Poems

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My Cry

Mongrels gyrating on the edge of town
This it now- its going down
The chant electric, the doomsday count
It matters not that no one speaks a word
We knew it was coming, but you havent heard
Just know how I loved you , go fly little bird

A mass of hungry hatred flash of glimmering blades
Blood of the martyrs, murder and Hades

Dance of the hyena, foul flinging dung
Clinging our candles only looking up
Feeble little fingers summoning the Light
A promise in our prayers armless in a fight

This is my cry, tell it to the world
From the podiums and parliaments
Dont believe a word

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Milestones

It rained the first day
It rained the last
Tears fell each time
It’s moving too fast

So many days in between 
Victories and regrets
A painfully beautiful time
Another giant step

Once again, I sit and reflect
As the crying sky mourns
I realize how helpless I’ve been
Starting the day they were born

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mentor love

thank you thank you to my mentor
she seen in me in me no one could see
write your poetry but use virgule
and diligent I write tons of nonsense
with no virgules as I am a bad student
but you forever in my heart never to be forgotten my mentor.

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This Woman's Prayer


I pray not for power or place, only for the 
simple grace to look my neighbors in the face.
I seek not for silver or gold but only for the peace of God that brings
contentment to the soul.
I pray for the devotion and virtue of Ruth.
For the wisdom to take kindly the counsel of years and 
gracefully surrender the things of youth.
For the courage of Esther I pray as before the king she 
stood that day.
Father, give me a will and heart to be all you created me to be, and prosper 
my hands to your work accordingly. 
I pray that my life be an example of Proverbs thirty-one.

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Graduation

You remember her running to find the beach
And when an adventure was eating a peach
And nothing she wanted was out of reach

You remember her terrified of anything new
So fragile and brave the first day of school
Then proudly parading the picture she drew

You remember the first Halloween she created
That goulish green dress, and the glitter she raided!
You found it today, in a box, old and faded

You remember so much - her first Christmas play,
Her first slumber party, her first grounded day
You see the years, like a thief, slowly stole her away

She'll run now alone to her life, and choose
Her own path to what she will find, and lose
This is her stage, her spotlight, her bow
Love her forever, let her go now.

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transmogrify

transmogrify

once upon a time
one knew how to begin
the state of the day dream,
by removing the mind, 
shedding the every day
paraphernalia, then escaping
into a realm just 
above the physical

wishes were formed  
refined into possibilities.
great words were put together 
fashioning unforgettable thoughts 
ideas. solve the world,
feed the hungry, succour the afflicted
find lasting love 
with someone who understands.

that was once upon  time
when youth invaded every corner 
of life with depth of 
time.  now it has shrunk
crept away unnoticed into
the place of things forgotten.
reverie of age has become, 
into this wandering mind-time

now the escape does 
not require active initiation.
it flows without boundaries 
between here, now, and then.
the shape has changed from  
slightly tenuous but graspable
to muzzy melted cotton candy
clouds sweet but impossible 

to construct. depth is lost 
with the passage of time 
the betrayer of all day dreams.
presently lay down, 
surrounded by personnel myths  
slowly, gently transmogrify
into whom you have always been.

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Brain scans

Brain scans

A brain scan is viewed
and seems to record
the busyness of a brain
most independent and active.. 
A brain viewed as  creator
with the scan recording the 
colors and shapes..as this
electrical flesh originates our
minds and our lives..

However..we are invited to pause
and experience a revolution..
a revolution of reversal:
a top-down point of view replacing
an old and worn bottom-up..

Consciousness-only is napping
and dreaming of you and me
as we live our bottom-up lives.. 
on a promising day..a new
point of view finally dawns:
top-down is a gift of freedom..
we are shocked to find that
we are the one napping
and dreaming of breakfast and 
jewels and brain scans...
~CC

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Friends

I remember when we were growing up and the first day I started school.
I was nervous as could be, and then you walked in trying to be so cool.

As the year progressed we became very close, and you took me
under your wing, and I think thats what I admired about you the most.

I remember by the time we reached middle school people thought we were
related,and as I think back about how shy I was and how I am now just
makes me elated.

By the time we reached high school we did just about everything together,
and vowed that even after graduation no matter what we would remain friends
forever.

College came and we both knew that we would regret this day, for I knew 
you were the smarter one therefor I knew we would have to go our sererate
ways.

The years have past and time has been good to us. Both or us married, kids
our health, and our friendship still in tact is better than any amout of wealth.

People say time goes on and accept things for the way that they are,
but I'm here to tell you our friendship will never change, and I know
that in my heart because no matter what the distance we were friends
from the very start.

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Graduation Poem

Here we stand as a pride
Looking into each other’s eyes
As all the years go roaring by
We finally get to see where
We are

Coming from the bottom with our
Roar seeming small
But now here we are; standing tall

As we grow up big and strong
We have figured out 
Who we are
No longer going with the pack
But being your own leader
With a nice pat on your back

The beating of your heart
The smile on your face
Here we are lions and here we shall stay.

At first we were lost
But we have found our way
Here we are though
Spending our final
Days

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Hugs

Teenage Girls clad in the latest fashions,
Do it whenever they meet,
Grown men aren't afraid to show some passion,
When their team's comeback is complete,
They can say hello, they can say goodbye,
And anything inbetween,
If you open your arms and crack a smile,
There is nothing that a hug cannot mean.

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Graduation

The day’s hot-the wind like a convection oven
Blows hot air in our faces.
My cap and gown insulates me
Baking me like a potato wrapped in aluminum foil
I desperately fan myself and look around
My eyes search for my peers and see;
The bros that survived school with me;
The others who shouldn't have;
The girls with memories already wet in their eyes;
The people I never met and will never know;
All desperately fanning themselves
In silence and in waiting.
We all are waiting for the same thing-
What's next to come.
For some it will be their names
For another a trip to boot camp
For many including myself- college
A couple can't wait to forget the tortures of high school
And a few will already be planning our high school reunion
because it was the best years of their life.
As I bow my head, not out of sadness,
but out of sheer defeat by the sun,
I scuff up my dress shoes in the clumpy grass of the field- 
that just finished another infamous drawn out lacrosse season,
I'll be thinking about the 4 plus years, 8 seasons,
worth of drilling and conditioning I did in that very field and on the surrounding track,
With a flash of ivory across my sweating face
I'll be thinking about
All the nooks and crannies
that I sanctioned for the intimate meetings of my girlfriends
The times caught and not,
All the heartbreaks and rejections,
The friends made, the best friends kept, and the many lost.
The drama, stupidity, and immaturity,
Everything that was and used to be.
And, all this time spent waiting-preparing
for this one moment
You can't help but remember it all
And with one, final sweet goodby-
"NICHOLAS BELLO!"

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Princesses

Pretty princesses
Dancing all around
Frolicking through fields
Very beautiful
Just like you!

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Graduation

From a school or college
Ceremony connected with commencement
All degrees marked
Classification into grades
According to amount, size, quality, etc.

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ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU

I was just trying to remember the past
 trying to remember the good people
 and the bad people,
 that i came across on my way,

i want you to know
that you are among the good people
 that left a good trace in my life,

once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.

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Graduation Day

Graduation day is
the light at the end
of the tunnel,
A parental dream
that has finally
born fruit,
All their hopes and
desires come true,
A victory , proud
and absolute,

It is a joyful
event, after much
turmoil,
Tears and sweat,
nights spent in
embroil,
An accomplishment of
a glorious endeavor,
A smile accompanied
by a deep sigh,
the journey
remembered forever,

With a gown and
graduate cap,
they show themselves
a new to the world,
That one can dream
and dare to be
different.

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Lost in Youth

Lost in Youth

Rainbows in the clouds, walking on  railroad tracks , locomotives up close 
Kickball games , I am left footed, spooky reflections in a mirror, running naked 
Wooden desks and chairs, kids in the classroom , the little girl across the street 
Black and white T.V., Air conditioning , a new blue car, exhaust  fumes
The farm, coal fired furnace , warm heating ducts 
a collie , a cocker spaniel and a horse named Thunder
Dark starry nights , telescopes , comets and satellites
Northern winters, snow covered fields ,sledding, frozen lakes , and Orion 
Camping in fields , mosquitoes bites , quiet dawns and heavy morning  dew,  
Grandparents ,riding  lawn mowers , apple trees , flower and vegetable gardens
 Southern Summers , warm muggy nights , ceiling  fans ,open screened windows
Screened in porches, ancient toys, , tiny  transistor radios, baseball games  talking late into the night 
Badminton , side lawns , and long rides home
Public pools , icy waters and underwater swims 
Trombone , marching band and high school football games
Sleepy classes, friends , lunchroom games, and girls 
High school graduation , college and final goodbyes

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Graduation Day

For these which stand before you good parents and friends 
Are embellished with all your dreams for futures to come
Dressed in alma mater robe, mortar hat and tassel now adorned
You have gathered as witness for this day of a dozen years longed
It is your hearts -with pride- as you watch and listen with both a smile and tear
For that so cherished name upon your lips anticipating  
Awaiting the bursting applause with in your hearts
Viewing now the man whom you once held in your arms
As your graduate smiles and takes his just earned reward
Hail to thee- our alma mater- do the graduates stand and sing
Hail to thee – may we always remember the cost of this liberty

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Dear Michelle

You almost had me,
I wanted you,
The way you stuck to me like super glue,
I was feeling you,
But I knew,
I could never have you,
But, the way you looked at me,
The way my body pleads,
We can never be,
Because I’m too old,
And your only thirteen.

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The Adventure

The great unknown,
an ocean away.
Goodbyes and hellos
all in one day.

Traveling dreamer,
searching for peace.
Freedom at last,
a hopeful release.

The journey continues,
new stories are made.
Free to feel joy,
chains of debt paid.

A story is written,
each day a new page.
Full speed ahead
into a new age.

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Eyes of Seminary

Eyes of Seminary – Zamreen Zarook

Every day in our lives has different fragrance,
God give us various things in abundance,
Day by day knowledge is gained in accordance,
Things depend according to the attendance.

Two years of studies,
Helped us to come out with various abilities,
Extremely joyful moments with buddies,
But life said every aspect has its boundaries.

Teachers become very friendly,
They approach us very kindly,
They speak on us exaggeratedly,
Because they know, if not we might behave badly.

Big shots in the school boundary,
These are years of foundry,
It helped us to find and go for laundry,
Marvelous days, fully packed with sundry.


Various angles the kith and kins are civilized,
It’s because our knowledge is enhanced,
Guys and girls turned well experienced,
That’s why we call it levels of advanced.

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Today is a new day

Today is a new day it's 6am and I have woke up to skate it's too early in the day to let troubles ruin your day I'm going to work a 12 hour sift just for today a lot of things on my mind that need to be cleared away and not with the use of haze so I'll just have to skate my troubles away today is a new day tell my problems go away so I can just skate the only problem I have is not being able to skate

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Middle School Graduation 2014

This is my time to shine,
To live a life that is mine.
This is my time to glow,
And let my true feelings show.
This is my time to cry,
To laugh, and to sigh. 
This is my time, 
And only mine.
I won't let it pass me by,
Like a fading star in the midnight sky.
This is my time.

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Deadly Feet Of Tae Kwon Do

He was in none of my classes
In the 1980's
And I saw him only on test days
Where one had to perform his "kata"
And fight in the ring
For the Sensai to do his thing

At these graduation tests
Where we seeked the next higher belt
Several schools would meet
And it was on one of these occasions,
I met a student with the most deadly feet...

Wasn't that he kicked well,
Or scared us in the ring,
It was the putrid odor,
That made our noses so sting

I doubt he'd washed his feet in decades,
The stench was so very strong,
Sitting there waiting to fight,
I wondered what was going wrong

He wasn't even near me,
But yet I choked and gagged
And when i did get closer,
I knew I had the culprit tagged

I but merely hoped I didn't have to fight him,
Though I knew I could kick his ***,
But the thought of those stinking feet near me
Would be like being exposed to toxic gas

Well, I lucked out
His stench used
In someone else's bout..

But the memory of that smell
Lingers on until this day
I don't know if I can explain it,
I don't know quite what to say...

A power like that,
Stronger than martial arts,
Done merely with lack of soap...
I suppose I could have saved money
And joined him as a dope.

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The Last Time

Graduation, Caps and Gowns,
Proms and Staying up All Night.
One Last Gigantic Party
Before You Enter Life's Great Fight.

You Haven't Got a Single Clue
About the Things You'll Have to Face,
But You're More than Something Special'
And Won't Lose in Life's Long Race.

So Enjoy Yourself Tonight
The Memories Will Live Forever.
And You'll Look Back with Fondness
At the Last Time You Were All Together.

One Thing I Would like to Say,
Just from Me to You.
Deep down Inside You Hold the Key,
To Whatever You Wish to Do.

Connie Moore
4 24 93

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High school years

My wheels roll on, as my speed is very fast.
Each day is a memory, one I share.
Share with a special friend, with long black hair.
I see you in the hall, while you look past.
Wonder if you will remember our class.
As for the girl, who follows me to class and everywhere.
I hope you'll remember the girl made of glass. 
As we both wonder if we'll end up elsewhere.
If we look back, we will realize high school wasn't all that bad.
As our graduation nears we all have some fears.
I hope we all have had the same fun.
After all these were just our high school years.
As if the girl made of glass has shattered from these tears.
I hope we all had a great fantastic year.
Because this poem reveals not only how i feel but it also reveals more then just happy tears.
Never forget these high school years, also never forget the girl made of glass.