Middle School Free Verse Poems

They don't know my name.

 I keep it hidden between the folds of my skirt. They told me I had to wear it but they...

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This time,
Janice is wearing a priest collar
and I’m the altar.
She hisses when I open my Notes app
during communion,
calls me a heretic
for spellchecking my trauma.

I tell...

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Glory be to God,
Moms are the laborers of God:
Praising God for Moms:-

Without their labor,
We would not be in this world:
All praises to Moms:-

Praise God for...

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You are lovely,
full of birdsong with not much dew
was there ever a morning such as you...

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Study Talks


Maths, Science, English, Hindi,
Sr. Newton why u discovered gravity? , 
Formulas and experiments, 
books took our brain on rent

Day or night root and Square...

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My Teacher Is The Light Of My Life

 Birds sing sweetly in the morning
 The sky is clear without clouds and blue
 My teacher came...

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Since high school I’ve been trying to be pretty.

New clothes.
New friends.
New personality .

Being less nerdy. 
Less of who I used to be way back when.

But...

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In the sun or in the rain
She stands strong never in vain.

With a smile that lights the day
In her heart joy finds a way.


Her laughter...

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They say monsters are created, not born
We’re products of our environment
Experiments with pieces of pain from generations before
I’m stitched and sewn with parts of my...

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Like normal people my age, it is common for us to take one look at someone and judge them based on what we see, not...

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Head is heavy with the load of pressure,  
The pressure that I bought unwillingly.  
A burden passed from hands I trust,  
Now...

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Will wonders never cease!?

Alternately titled: Last of the fluff
belonging to a Mohican
Norwegian bachelor farmer wannabe.

Any resemblance between said unnamed individual
and living persons purely coincidental.

Scads of...

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The Clock on the mantelpiece
Has a story to tell of love
It is a memory left behind
Like that of two turtle doves
My mother was in middle...

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middle school
girls become imitators
copying mannerisms and styles
mimicking those they admire
often losing their own identity for a year or two
sad pretenders, not living up to themselves...

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