11th Grade Poems | Examples of 11th Grade Poetry

Gloomy old witch with faded light blue eyes Your eerie spookiness took me by surprise There is something disturbing in your haggard face Your age has soured you, I think you have lost your grace. Even your dilapidated hat...Read the rest...

Sweet Strawberry jam Sticky gooey gummy And warmed up it is the most yummy Heaped up on toast is what I like the most Baked up fresh in grandma’s oven Delicious on ice cream Strawberry jam Sweet...Read the rest...

The place you left, it’s shrouded with leaves now Hasn’t got a touch of my skin since For my heart, it never did allow Turned many times, in case you mirrored Found it lonely, just like I feared And...Read the rest...

God, cure me of this disease, A ever-lasting disease, A disease of the heart, A disease of the mind, In which love-sick fools seem to linger, I have looked far and wide, For its end...Read the rest...

I'm sick of you, Tired of trying, In love with your lies, A mind-made paradise, I made for myself, All sugar coated with your colourless words, That I dipped in my false hope I'm sick of...Read the rest...

Thick clouds of unanswered questions eclipse the clear light thought to be seen. Bewildered by election news again, our ears quit as humans opine. Voices heard yield little understanding in a vacant struggle just to be heard. Hardened clay won't...Read the rest...

Every poem I read these days Be it love or pain, long or a short one Leaves me numbly amazed By how poets use the robot hand. When praised, filled their hearts with pride For an expensive tour on a...Read the rest...

Ah, Democracy, that grand charade Where every voice is equal made. But think, what chaos this has bred With common folk so widely led! A vote for every man and Bio? Come now, let's be serious, still. Why trust the masses...Read the rest...

Let the paths of our ancestors remain in sight, Their struggles, their dreams, their fearless might. Nkrumah's vision, Sankara's spirit, Lumumba's grace, Mandela's legacy, a beacon for our race. Ghaddafi's resilience, a lesson to embrace From Cameroon's plains to Sahara's...Read the rest...

Once upon a recent time not long ago A beacon shone, its brilliance aglow. With a vision as vast as the starry sky This light embodied, Kwame Nkrumah, our pride. Dreaming to free Africa from colonial shackles His resolve unwavering,...Read the rest...

Like yesterday, bitterness clings to my tongue That memory refuses to be undone. February 14th, a cherub's play, His arrow struck, leading me astray. A tiny angel, drapped in white Arrows of love, piercing the night. Revenge, my friend, I sought...Read the rest...

To what does she owes this? She asked in her grief A little girl left with no belief Of what it means to be a child She yearns for love as All other girls does The lunch pack in the...Read the rest...

Silence gripped fear in a very dark room As two hearts converged in the night's embrace. One worn by time's relentless race, The other seeking solace in its lonely space. He envisioned a fleeting encounter, brief Moments of passion, then...Read the rest...

If I ever visited Cameroon I'll aimlessly wander in its vast lands Savouring every moment of its beauty And marvel at the mysterious work of God's hand If I ever visited Cameroon I'll make friends with the grassfields...Read the rest...

Rivers, where once live thrived Now drowned in plastic, existence deprived. Fish, once free, now mere refugees Their homes desecrated, turned into time bombs. The trees are choking gasping for breathe Once vibrant and charming, now sealed in hate No...Read the rest...