Beautiful Middle School Poems

Should I become a middle school math or English teacher?
Leave my bed early in the morning and return with test papers to grade.
With what authority...

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(Apropos Of A School-Day Happenstance)

There she stood on the edge 
of the cliff of loneliness—her
tiny eyes staring out into space.

As I cautiously approached her,
I softly...

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(Apropos Of Our Virtuous Queens)

Sitting here in the beauty
of the blackness of night
my mind and its spirit
are spiritually
and geo-physically drawn
up into the reflections
of the full...

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Woke up this morning with freedom
on my mind.
I’m perpendicular to the blessed ground,
well and alive—
It’s Juneteenth and it’s break-out celebration
time— 
It’s going to be a...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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The bright blue sky
Pokka dotted herself
with cotton field clouds;

Below, beautiful green leaves
of proud standing trees
complimented the scene.

Then the news flash came:
“School bombed! Students killed!”
“Suspect escapes!”

As...

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High maintenance, Lots of patience
                 Trying to stay out...

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What do you see?
His words still haunt me to this day 
6 years ago I followed the biggest trend 
Because his words crept in my...

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PART 2

But my mistake 
Was a beautiful disaster
That i would never take back

If only I could find
Where it all went wrong
But I would never have...

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I am the weather constantly changing day by day.
I am the light that fades before darkness takes over.
I am the cheetah protecting its young.
I am...

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Fake Words – Zamreen Zarook

God have given us mouth,
Not to speak to north and south,
Tongue is given under an oath,
So it’s our duty to protect...

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She has so much pain inside of her,
she doesn't know how to address it.
So she turns the pain into anger,
after she explodes, she becomes quiet.

She...

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She writes her songs and her poems,
not one person know 'em.
She listens to the sound of her music,
she's stuck to it like a tick.

If someone...

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"Oodles of Joy"
In the morning of everyday i 
start
I make a food that's really 
smart
Crunch'em, rip'em, and pour'em out 
As saliva pools form in my...

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The 1970s were the grooviest years for all of the teenage lovebirds-turned-married adults.
Young love has still been among all of the then-teen couples since the...

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