Poems About: GRADUATE

In this page, poems on / about “graduate” are listed.

  • 349.
    TO SELF I DIE

    I pray my God a robe of white
    I pray I do no wrong
    That I may serve The Living Light
    That I may sing Your song read more »

    Michael P. Johnson
  • 350.
    PERMANENCE

    PERMANENCE!

    Tiny eternities appears to get gobbled up,
    With the revolving hands of the second, the read more »

    RAJ NANDY
  • 351.
    Eddi

    I will meet you a day after tomorrow and,
    With your love which never ends;
    For you've taught me a lot of things in life. read more »

    Edward Kofi Louis
  • 352.
    My Future Yours

    A month we celebrate
    with remembrance of the
    past. Museums, books
    capture heroic faces read more »

    Gero Lorna
  • 353.
    I don't have to be like the rest

    My dad is an alcoholic, and he hides it well
    Thrown up against the wall, not knowing my last breath
    My dad is an alcoholic, and he hides it well read more »

    Stephanie Lally
  • 354.
    Don't give up

    So it's tough right now
    I know
    But everything that is happening
    will soon change read more »

    Janice M Pickett
  • 355.
    In Lue Of Something Else

    Dove sail like gaudy Christmas cards between
    The trees,
    As my scars cast darker by the sun beside the
    Swings and slide, read more »

    Bret R. Crabrooke
  • 356.
    Judges Cry To

    Wisdom is the law having two Mistresses
    Blindly seeking both.
    I cannot keep one in truth, hearing both lie.
    My eye on the morrow's words hands tied read more »

    Is It Poetry
  • 357.
    Yesterday

    He was a baby just yesterday
    In diapers soft and small
    Blonde and sturdy baby boy
    He ruled his tiny world read more »

    Sandra LampeMartin
  • 358.
    friends

    we all hate it but there is no way out of it unless you dropp out.
    we make friends as we go along the years but they don't last for long.
    the teachers find ways into getting use through the years.
    we never think about the way we look at the building as we get off the bus. read more »

    Alyshia Parker
  • 359.
    Hear Me Roar!

    Does anyone out there hear my screams
    I'm bleeding gloomy themes
    in my thoughts and my heart is turning cold
    behold this pain that floods and makes me bold read more »

    Angelo Gurule
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