Short Grads Poems
Short Grads Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Grads by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Grads by length and keyword.
Words Gone Rag a Satire
Words Gone Rag
what a pity
how absurd
college grads have lost their words
latent grammar
dead vocab
grab at every
prep they have
don't know what the trouble is...
at computers they can whiz
don't know what will happen next----
whatever it is
will be found
in text...
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Categories:
grads, education, funny, on writing and words, satire,
Form:
Couplet
Stressful Students
You study hard, to get good grads
and with all that stress, you have made the grade
When you have finished, you bring out a sigh
and then you plan, to party with the clan
With all those drinks, you’ll get rid of stress
but when you wake, you’ll feel so fake...
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Categories:
grads, crazy, health, image, stress, student,
Form:
Rhyme
Downright Insulting
Fifty per cent
of Harvard grads
opt for finance or consulting
The percentage who go into teaching?
That figure's downright discomfiting
~ disgraceful, insulting.
The best and brightest manipulate money
~ Future generations won't find that so funny...
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Categories:
grads, career, graduate, money, teacher,
Form:
I do not know?
Graduation of 2014
Fireworks, like gunshots,
Make great and astounding sound
Congrats, GRADS! Good luck!
Crowds of commotion
Party like no tomorrow
Happy, HARD future!
Happiness and cheer
Overflow in everyone
I'm simply...in awe! C-x
Grand Graduation!
Totally cool seniors - RAD!
Sad to see them go . . . .... . . ... .. . . . . ....
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Categories:
grads, change, dedication, encouraging, graduation, happiness, hope, inspirational,
Form:
Free verse
Paycheck
stationed at kissing desks
I feel the implode of anxiety
within this sweathouse of labor and woe
telephones chime
with the sweet rhythm of security
being enslaved can be a joy all its own
ungrateful maybe
but a yet to be defined pay scale
can mean so much in a bunker
filled with high school grads
through the fog and thunder
of these cackling underachievers
who slam file drawers in disgust
a voice sweet and low says onto me
hey you wanna' f---...
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Categories:
grads, art,
Form:
Free verse