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Poems with Personification, hyperbole, metaphor and similes

April 2, 2009 · 34 Comments · Archives, Uncategorized

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  • chengc

    Cheng Cheng
    School
    School is like a dungeon.
    You can see some munchkins.
    The munchkins are like a pumpkin
    But you need some motion.
    School is also a monster,
    It eats you a life.
    If it comes to you,
    You better run quick!

  • raymond chin

    Raymond chin
    School
    School is like a dungeon
    I hate school
    School time is like the Great Wall of China
    The doors are like sealed gate
    The teachers are like monsters unleashed
    The school doors that lead you out side are like kids proof doors
    Only kids can go in and not come out
    I hate this place

  • raymond chin

    Raymond chin
    I’m am as hot as the sun
    My face is as red as the blood
    I’m so thursty, that I can drink 100 gallons of water
    I am as strong as 10 Ox
    I’m so active that I can run 10 circles in the track

  • ka man

    Ka Man Yeung 4/3/09
    705 MS131
    Ms. Obernauer ELA
    Laptop
    My laptop at home
    I love it
    It teaches me how to do my homework
    When I over use it
    And my laptop said, “HELPPPPPPP”
    It is too hot that
    The laptop is sweating
    When it is too slow it will runs around getting network
    And yup if you see a laptop on the street running around
    You will know whose laptop that is.

  • Julian yang

    Julian Yang

    Love
    Love is roses and violets
    So sweet
    Two people are happy with each other
    Very happy
    Love, the strongest magic
    Can never be broken
    The happiest day of life
    When people will never forget
    Be happy

  • Julian yang

    Book bags
    Book bags are like followers
    Who follows you around
    You have to let it
    Or else you’ll be bored for the rest of the day
    And you can’t do work
    You need it for your life
    It can be any kind

  • lydia kuan

    Wonderful backpack

    I look in my backpack, and what do I see?
    A wonderful gecko looking back at me!

    There’s also a forest, that goes on for miles,
    And colorful hippos, that learn how to smile.

    My homework is lost in the vast land,
    And I search for it , and put in my hand,
    And a giant book, as big as a cow,
    My brain starts to hurt, and my teacher just scowls.

    My backpack, a paradise made by me!
    It’s made in my brain that no one can see.
    It’s like a jungle, a river, a giant jumbo zoo!
    With animals like peacocks, gorillas too!
    My backpack is like a fun play land, and
    As big as a beach, with lots of white sand!

    As so you can see, this land’s made by me,
    So next time don’t just climb up a tree!

  • ka man

    Ka Man Yeung 4/3/09
    705 MS131
    Ms. Obernauer ELA
    Xxconnie12xX
    My friend Connie is always happy
    She would always scream
    Just like this
    “AHHHHHHHHHHHHH’
    And she would like to make my ears fall off
    She screams so loud my head would explode
    And my little friend Jenny would faint
    And my other friends would run 5 miles away from her in 1 second
    But she is still my friend
    CONNIEEEE!!!!!!!!

  • raymond chin

    Raymond chin
    My mom is as beautiful as red rose
    My dad is the blue fruits
    My sisters are the tall grass
    My friends are the dirt
    And I am the holy god of plain

  • chengc

    Cheng Cheng
    Personification
    A ball roll down the street,
    And said “I’m excising”.
    He roll and roll
    And finally down the hill.
    A tomato came
    And told him he is gay.
    Suddenly a wind blew
    And the ball is never seen.
    The tomato said
    “why is he so gay!”

  • lydia kuan

    Wonderful backpack

    I look in my backpack, and what do I
    see?
    A wonderful gecko looking back at
    me!

    There’s also a forest, that goes on for
    miles,
    And colorful hippos, that learn how to
    smile.
    My homework is lost in the vast land,
    And I search for it , and put in my
    hand,
    And a giant book, as big as a cow,
    My brain starts to hurt, and my
    teacher just scowls.

    My backpack, a paradise made by me!
    It’s made in my brain that no one can see.
    It’s like a jungle, a river, a giant jumbo zoo!
    With animals like peacocks, gorillas too!
    My backpack is like a fun play land, and
    As big as a beach, with lots of white
    sand!

    As so you can see, this land’s made by
    me,
    So next time don’t just climb up a tree!

  • Wenhui

    Schools
    School is jail
    The teachers are the police
    The students are the prisoners
    The food is our grub
    The dean is the Chief Warden.
    I’m just putting in my time.

  • Nelson

    Candy Cane/ metaphor

    I’m a candy cane
    I’m sweet but when I’m gone
    People wait for more
    I make people laugh and run around
    That is why I’m a candy cane

  • Nelson

    Ball/ personification

    A ball ran over
    I kicked it away
    It just came back
    I yelled “Stay away”
    Then it rolled away

  • Connie

    Xxkaman12xX
    Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!
    Pieces of her hair
    Flying across the dark, black sky.
    Her pupils are turning crimson
    Guess what,
    They’re actually flame.
    The lips of hers
    Are changing into a color of violet.
    When she screams
    Her nails turn shadowy.
    Run away from her
    Before she drops your ears down
    And faint you.
    But, I will never run away from her
    Because
    She is the best of the best
    :P

  • nelson

    Fifteen Ton Books/ hyperbole

    I got a book bag
    It weighs tons
    I throw it on the floor
    Then an earthquake came
    Then I never came back.

  • chengc

    Cheng Cheng
    Hyperbole
    School Death
    The last time I went there,
    I was so excited I fainted.
    But the other time I went there,
    I am so sad I died.
    So the last time I went there I was so bored
    I finally went to heaven.
    The place I went to,
    Is the school of death.

  • WENDY

    Blogs

    Blogs…
    They keep your deep…deep secrets
    They advertise you to tell it
    They convince you to share it
    But only if you trust it?..
    You will.
    Sign up, it’ll be there
    It’s a risk, will it kill?
    Say it and share
    Like a diary that’s here
    For you and will always be
    If it tells, How mad will you be
    But don’t worry! It wont!
    Computer’s cant tell on its own!

  • Da feng lin

    Love is heaven
    The girl is the angel
    Girls are like the god of every thing.
    At the end it will stay the school is like a yell mom the trip is like a person walk ion heaven all the school are the same thing yelling
    That all I will say The end

  • Julian

    School

    School is like a prison
    Where you are forced to do what they wanted
    The teachers are like Mord-Sith
    School is like the place where a Mord-Sith trains you
    Where the agile hurts you if you don’t listen
    You cannot escape from it
    If you don’t listen, they will torture you
    You have no choice but to be forced
    This explains how bad school is

  • Connie

    M0onxBabyXD
    The girl M0onxBabyXD,
    With the curly, black noodles
    As her hair
    o_O
    Kitty slipper are like
    The innocent little kittens
    Being squished by her
    :]
    The fay por (fat woman)
    As fat as the pig
    Actually I’m just kidding
    :P
    I don’t care if M0onxBabyXD
    Is as fat as a pig or not
    She’s still my friend
    With the friendship
    That never ends
    Like time.

  • ka man

    Ka Man Yeung 4/6/09
    705 MS131
    Ms. Obernauer ELA
    o0chelyn0o
    Chelyn is my friend
    At real life and online
    I guess you don’t know who she is
    She is one of my friends, Anna
    Anna is as tall as the Empire States Building
    As nice as my granny
    As friendly as 1000 nice people add together
    Although she is different from me but she is still
    My one and only friend Anna.

  • jenny

    Tests
    Test
    Studying
    Hoping you will do well on tests
    Tests is like the an exam
    I hate tests
    When it is over I am relieve
    TEST is over
    Finally!
    Test is over and no more studying and no more
    Staying up late and studying and…..
    Studying……

  • nkenge

    Nkenge Foster 3-26-09
    Ms 131 705
    Ms.O E.L.A

    Narrative Poem/ Invisible girl…

    I’m an invisible girl.
    When people walk by I try to say, “hi!”
    NO ANSWER!
    I try to share my chococlate chip cookies
    with Sally at my table.
    ” I DON’T WANT ANY!”
    I give the answer to problem number 3 to people.
    DON’T LISTERN!
    I try to cheer people up when thery are felling hurt.
    PUSHES ME AWAY!
    Try to sit at there table
    during project that we have in class.
    MOVES AWAY!
    Why can’t I have my own way?
    I CAN’T!
    BUT IM STILL A LONELY GIRL!

  • baichen

    Test

    Test, test
    Test is like hell
    as hot and hard as
    a hot pot
    Test, test
    What will the test do to you?
    Make you scared
    or eat you
    Test is like a teacher
    with a test
    Test, test
    When will the
    test be over.

  • eva ng

    Love/simile

    Love is placed inside,
    Where it felt so special,
    Love is like a cupid shooting arrows,
    Sweet as strawberries,
    Sour as candy,
    Bitter as medicine,
    Salty as potato chips,
    Where can I find that?

  • JianQiaoHuang

    Tests are dead ties,
    Falling from skies.
    Comes down suddenly,
    And graded heavily.
    Woo-oo.
    We sat still and do not move.
    ‘Cause we knew,
    This isn’t new.
    Oh, our wonderful future.
    Destroyed in this creature.
    Tests.
    Not happiness.

    Hyperbole.

    Before you step your 98-inched foot into the boy’s bathrooms
    Bring a plastic bag.
    It smells so bad that you’d be there,
    Throwing up for the 110th time.
    Ugh.
    Before you open the door with an 87-inched hand in the boys bathrooms
    Cover your entire body with raincoats and umbrellas
    It might flood at any moment,
    Anywhere.
    If not, you’d get a result in the hospital,
    “Over-watered.”

    Personification

    The laptops whispered to the cart.
    “Thank you, thank you for letting us stay in here.”
    “We feel so safe inside you.”
    The door turned,
    Looking depressed, through the cart, into laptops.
    “Didn’t I help by hiding you behind me?”
    The laptops quieted.
    They look at each other and decided.
    To ignore the noise the door had made.
    One day, people came and took off the door.
    “I’m so cold.”
    “I am, too.”
    “It’s freezing.”
    “We’re wrong about the door.”
    They finally knew, it’s not the cart that’s protecting them,
    It’s the door.
    There they apologized,
    “Sorry.”
    To the imaginary door.

    Metaphor

    He’s a ball.
    Rolling around the house.
    He’s a trash racer.
    Throwing everything into the trashcan.
    He’s a key,
    Very important to his mother.
    He’s the wireless.
    Damaging all electronic.
    He’s a concept web,
    News spreading all over place.
    He’s a hundred-dollar bill,
    A frog,
    A van,
    A chair,
    A storm,
    A clock,
    He’s just an ordinary,
    2-year old child.

  • EvA

    Vocabulary/Personification

    Vocabulary calls out to me everywhere,
    Up, and down,
    Left and right,
    It drives me crazy!
    What does this mean?
    Search in the internet,
    Books, all over the world!
    Fainted…

  • evA

    Feelings/metaphor

    My feelings inside my heart,
    Where things happen in life,
    Feelings are sensitive,
    Express it,
    Show it,
    Make it happen,
    Feelings are stream of life through your veins,

  • wenhui

    Love
    Love is like being brainwashed
    You will do anything to have it
    You will listen to her what she tells you to do or what she wants
    After a while you regret being in love.
    Love will eat you alive
    I’m telling you love will suck your soul out into hell.

  • Shu Wen Wu

    Frozen Heart
    Hard as ice,
    Not meant to be broken,
    Cold as winter,
    Not meant to be burn.
    Frozen heart,
    A warm touch from
    The fire of friendship,
    Changing,
    Melting,
    Into different shapes
    Soon,
    There’s ice,
    No more.

    Music
    Music is words
    In another language,
    Music is words
    Speak from the bottom of your heart,
    Play it,
    Sing it,
    Music is what you make
    Of.

    Rainy Day
    Drip, drop, splash,
    The dark sky is crying,
    Her dark shadow had cover
    Her clear bright face,
    Bring the feeling of never happiness.

  • eVa

    Love/simile

    Love is placed inside,
    Where it felt so special,
    Love is like a cupid shooting arrows,
    Sweet as strawberries,
    Sour as candy,
    Bitter as medicine,
    Salty as potato chips,
    Where can I find that?

  • Dafeng Lin

    Blood
    blood is as beatuful as joey

  • edgar dong

    edgar dong
    School
    School is like a place for bad children.
    Why?
    The teachers lock up children in their classroom.
    Why?
    Because the teachers make children suffer.
    Why?
    I don’t know why so don’t ask why.
    Why?

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