Popularity Poems - Poems about Popularity

As candidate of popularity contest In generating school fund was like a test I’ve witnessed my parent’s full support Selling big grilled chicken was their last resort. We got lots of visitors who came to bid My dad pleaded, “Please do this for my kid!” From ten thousand pesos, old men bid higher Closed at fifty thousand, I was the winner! At School...

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Coleen Moore 1898-1988. An Angel Born In Michigan Her personality and good looks Took her to fortune and fame On stage and the silent silver screen A longed for dream that made her name So long forgotten So long dead A beautiful fragrant blossoming Rose A heartthrob that must have driven men mad With passion and lust Potential suitors who would have proposed If they could She...

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Is that your name? Do you want to call it grotesque fame? Is it truly there? Or it is floating in thin air? Can you grasp it with your tiny hands? Is anyone there from your chosen land? Do you wish to call it by your name? Hasn't it arrived yet? Or it is just another game? The compilation you hesitate...

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Naked pink American hotdogs, inedible Their popularity, barely regrettable...

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Bottom line's about popularity Achieved through division, polarity No chants of 'Learn, baby, learn' No yells for 'Earn, baby, earn' The sixties shouted 'Burn, baby, burn' Fast forward to today, nothing has changed Just the issues and actors rearranged Screams...

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Funny isn't it? The day I don't save your seats. Suddenly I'm a ghost, It's the day you start ignoring me. And I realized you never truly cared about being my friend. None of my efforts mattered in the end. It was only those front row seats. Sheesh. I'm still pricking my own finger by letting you in. You've only broken me before and...

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i see my name at the bottom i wrote a letter to no one i mailed said letter in a mailbox in the middle of nowhere i see my name in the middle i wrote a letter to no specific person i mailed said letter at the end of a winding road in the middle of nowhere i see my name...

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There are girls whose arms flow and those whose legs grow Shorter or longer than others. With elbows and knees that nobody sees, That are very much like their mothers, They worry of feet that no one will see Refusing to show them uncovered. Wear outfits with shoes, revealing no clues So their faults may remain undiscovered. There are...

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“She was your cousin?” They would all echo, their half-faux-sympathy was pathetic, and it made me feel even more so. What would they have...

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shocked befuddled and dumbfounded a crowned miss congeniality AP: Honorable Mention 2022 Submitted on September 6, 2020 for contest MY MOST UNFORGETTABLE MOMENT IN HIGHSCHOOL sponsored by JCB BURL - RANKED 1ST (I was shocked when this really happened to me in grade 12)...

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Gaining popularity For him Was causing him To drain. To focus from within Is getting difficult In the disturbing lane To make him unworthy. Respect everywhere No silent zone To create something good For him, it is on hold. Thinks to run away From popularity game Now it's difficult for him To survive in this terrain. Rohan Dhabade...

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I dreamt I was a big success a public speaker much sought after I was in such high demand forever invited to travel the world One day I was up north in Nunavut that’s not too far from the North Pole I stepped up to the podium I looked out at everyone I froze unable to get a word out I got the giggles and couldn’t stop The old tip of imagining your audience...

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I’ve handled wealth I’ve handled money and all I got was vanity All my precious time wasn’t used to build Christianity Only based on fame taking my own popularity Chasing around the wind just to get my prosperity Now! Am ready to take the cross Christ died for me and rose He never sleeps, slumber or doze Just for me not to...

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Victory or defeat, it’s all bittersweet. Mediocrity, I try not to be. So I wore designer jeans, Weighed a hundred fifteen. To earn a spot in the cool kids’ books, You’ve got to first have the looks. May the in-crowd never die, May their pride stay in their eyes. May their crowns never dim, ‘Cause in life we never really win....

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Words hidden behind hands Whispers of me Of who I am Who I want to be Who I will be But I can see Past those jealous eyes Twinkling with Jealousy Please just go away Those souls Hidden by their mask Mask of Who I want to be Who I will be My masquerade Which swirls with hidden intent The ghosts of me Are...

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