Best Teen Poems
FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded
A plaintful story from a sistering vale,
My spirits to attend this double voice accorded,
And down I laid to list the sad-tuned tale;
Ere long espied a fickle maid full pale,
Tearing of papers, breaking rings a-twain,
Storming her world with sorrow's wind and rain.
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born from a spring
from mother earth's womb
an adventurous child hood and teen
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When the morning star,
Sees first sun ray,
And disappears,
In grief and distress,
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First world war
Resulted 40 million causalities
1914 to 1918
Died men women children teen.
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Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill;
Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes!
No longer leave thy wistful flock unfed,
Nor let thy bawling fellows rack their throats,
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It seems someone has cast a dark net
And the town has become a trout caught in that net;
It seems no morning has ever approached here, -
The town has sub-merged in an over-flowing darkness.
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You came in my life,
When I was a teen,
A girl with a dream,
A girlwitha heart,
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He didn't want to do it with skill,
He'd had enough of skill. If he never saw
Another villanelle, it would be too soon;
And the same went for sonnets. If it had been
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I lived not up to expectations
Thus raised distrust and many questions,
Had promised to keep words,
In the name of God and also Lords,
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When I was little,
My mother charmed me with delightful stories.
She knew I was enchanted by fairy tales.
And I would sit up with rapt attention
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A.
Almighty and all-merciable Queen,
To whom all this world fleeth for succour,
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Mobile phone has
enslaved us almost
all times of the day.
Our one hand remains curled
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I wonder what compelled you to take the Dutch act?
An O.D. on number three, thirteen or eight?
A suicidal soul gets no access to heaven, yet it's intact.
How come you really blew it by the kiss of death?
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Asleep or waking is it? for her neck,
Kissed over close, wears yet a purple speck
Wherein the pained blood falters and goes out;
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Tell me now in what hidden way is
Lady Flora the lovely Roman?
Where's Hipparchia, and where is Thais,
Neither of them the fairer woman?
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Portrait of my teen days,
Reminiscences of youth,
Image of holiness in her
Youth of my longing heart,
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From the first breath
as a little child,
all i have ever known
has been you
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"You must choose between me and your cigar."
-- BREACH OF PROMISE CASE, CIRCA 1885.
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I watched a movie of Suraiya when I was a child,
Suraiya was an Indian popular star,
She exposed her tunes like a guitar,
An appealing beauty making every one wild.
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I
The God of Love-'ah, benedicite!'
How mighty and how great a Lord is he!
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When I was barely a teen
I heard a rock-n-roll singer sing,
Something about a sweet and fast little thing -
Said she was the finest thing he'd ever seen
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When I was a girl
I told my friends
My mom is so mean
I wish she would stop telling me
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Anything artificial does not help at all,
Artificial cooling lacks nature's call,
Kissing and embracing the sweating sweetheart,
Keeps me so saline whole day her salt,
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Jean, death comes close to us all,
flapping its awful wings at us
and the gluey wings crawl up our nose.
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Do you even know me?
When I tell you I love you.. do you believe me?
I ask the world,
when is the suffering done?
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My heart feels sorrow
for all young children and teen-age adults
losing much time excessively
in computer games
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The Teen Flower Arranger
Decades ago I arranged flowers
not as my profession,
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My mother died on February 24 2016, when she was traveling on the entrance ramp to northbound I-29 from Mexico City Avenue. She traveled off the roadway and overcorrected, sending herself and her truck down an embankment. Ejected from her vehicle, she was dead on arrival.
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Miss Goody Two Shoes.
No, not that one teen paedophile slicing slaughterhouse.
She's out of the country.
She's teamed up with The Lady Killer.
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Now Morning from her orient chamber came,
And her first footsteps touch'd a verdant hill;
Crowning its lawny crest with amber flame,
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Wheels on the go
Not a car, not a bus
Just an old wooden cart
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I am old and alone
Rich and yet lonely
Nothing to do
Except to wait my time
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And within minutes
of your being with me
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I breathe deeply, as suggested by this site, and a 'new poem' I now compose.
These seven poems brought me such entertainment (enough I do suppose) .....
....that if others read some of them, their days may blossom like a Spring rose,
a rose with beautiful color, a calming odor, and NO thorns to grab & tear clothes!
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I
"Soul! Shall I see thy face," she said,
"In one brief hour?
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Vir Ernst
Niks sal ooit weer wees soos dit daardie somer was:
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On the morning of May,
Ere the children had entered my gate
With their wreaths and mechanical lay,
A metal ding-dong of the date!
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The dancer of space,
A charming face,
Amazing mountains,
Music of fountains,
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It is the place
Where we met first day.
The zigzag path
Leading to the hill side
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Pretty, colorful flying graces,
Gliding in air, twittering everywhere,
I have seen their smiling faces,
Loyal to spouse, no affair.
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Tristram. Is she not come? The messenger was sure—
Prop me upon the pillows once again—
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Limitless of pilgrims
Not a day without them
Running, walking and counting
Timing their breath
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Tek a cool night, good an' cleah,
Skiff o' snow upon de groun';
Jes' 'bout fall-time o' de yeah
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Your tears may flow and fill the sea
It is not “You” or “Me but only “We”
I prayed for shed under the tree
I wanted all to feel great and free
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If all the grief and woe and bitterness,
All dolour, ill and every evil chance
That ever came upon this grieving world
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A tiny teen heart
Longing to live
In someone's heart
Nameless now for them
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LEAN BACK, and get some minutes’ peace;
Let your head lean
Back to the shoulder with its fleece
Of locks, Faustine.
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Green trees standing ecstatic in the romantic greenery,
So what if the silken grass is naughty in the sexy scenery!
Green silk kissing their feet and planning a further naught,
Believe me, being a poet I can read their teen aged thought,
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If Aiming For Beauty
Pretty, Is Nice
But Plain Vanity
Is A Venal-Vice
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There might not exist any terrible trolls
but the Loch Ness monster might lurk for real!
There might be no real malicious monsters
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I once was a kid
but now i am a teen
i used to love to laugh
and now i hardly smile
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I knew about drowning
Long before love taught me:
Eyes, nose, mouth filled with water,
Holding my breath
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The earth, late chok'd with showers,
Is now array'd in green,
Her bosom springs with flowers,
The air dissolves her teen;
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:)
What kids are watching on telly
are crimes and crimes in all variety!
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No teenager is holy.
No teenager is saint.
Every teen, male or female
Fightsthe hormones of lust.
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In the 'Add New Poem' instructions PH says 'Take a deep breathe',
but it should say 'breath' [rhymes with death], so I now DO grieve!
It's a grammatical error, one even (I think) 'Bri' has made in the past,
AND I'll bet my high school English teachers would....now be aghast!
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SAY, fair maids, maying
In gardens green,
In deep dells straying,
What end hath been
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Oh, Dani,
Five years is
not enough time
to forget your smile
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No pen in the hand of writing thought
Here every page of day feeds me a lot
Golden butterflies are flying over there
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Introductory poem:
I suppose on PH I'll not be allowed to include the word D ++ N,
but I just lost hours of thinking, typing, etc., and I'm 'in a jam'.
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I.
QUEEN, for whose house my fathers fought,
With hopes that rose and fell,
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Those endless talks of giving the fat a trim
Beauty is now the monopoly of the slim!
Sinuous and slender
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With Apologies to William Shakespeare
All the world's a stage
And all the Girls and Ladies merely players
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Tipped toe-ly
Dusk droops,
Plays with
Naive teen.
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PHENOMENALLY IN RECYCLED TEENS*
esspeecee… 31.05.09.
Infatuation of teens
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Twelve fleeting years ago my Myrt,
(Ehu fugaces! maybe more)
I wrote of the directoire skirt
You wore.
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When I was ' something-teen' ,
she was everything that I believed in,
- - - I gave myself to her,
My broken heart took years to lose,
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It was too hot,
a sunny Sunday,
she went to a beach,
a virgin bud,
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My mother was much sensitive to cleanliness,
She was fond of perfumes and fragrant flowers,
She was famous for her kindness,
And hard works, in the suns and showers
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As my poems whisper to me,
Like they did never ever before-
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i was so young, when i got with you
trying to be a good mother to our daughter
and the perfect girlfriend/fiancee to you
i wanted so badly to believe
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Amongst the millions
slithering spermatozoa
meets the romantic egg
at the climactic mating
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Matter for
She entered room slowly
With smile but shyly
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Neither you're a teen aged girl,
Nor I'm a naughty boy,
The romance with its twist and curl,
And the youth with all its joy,
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1 -
Scarlet Tanager (Male) [ In County Park In New York State,1980s ]
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He had seen You, and talked as well,
Yet disobeyed, for him is the hell.
I haven't seen You, did not talk,
May I know, where I'll walk?
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We all walk like everything is fine,
But we all know we are all mad,
Mad at the world,
Mad at are friends,
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Love awakens any age
Fifties thirties teen
Grows to strength with steady rage
Ripe emotions sown!
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This morning I got up before the sun
Had seized the hill,
And scrambled heart-hot, noisy, past each one
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Trying to find a job at fifty-three
Too old to work, too young for social security
They all want someone in their early twenties
That will go to work for mere pennies
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Why so haste you tangent thirteen,
Tangerine is bitter and still it's green,
Well you are now a fancy fourteen,
Sweetness increased but why so keen,
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I am below an umbrella,
I am chasing my Cinderella,
Visibility tends to zero,
I am a teen-aged hero,
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M-ELATI you are in smiling beauty always
E-very time here I find you are in no noise
L-ight of beautiful grace grasps all of you
A-bsolute happiness is in your face review
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XXXI
The villain flies, he, full of rage and ire,
Pursues, she stood and wondered on them both,
But yet to follow them showed no desire,
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My address 'tis 41 West 25th Street-
I am living my dream in New York State...
'Tis my very own: 'Show Place'...
My 'Gracious Home'-my fate;
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Are these connections coincidences or fate,
When the time for love and hope is late;
Could it be possible buried hearts to live
Unaware of love they guard concealed?
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The train is stopped on the outer signal,
Waiting for the green light,
The journey is about to end,
I am afraid to be checked and fined,
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He didn't want to do it with skill,
He'd had enough of skill. If he never saw
Another villanelle, it would be too soon;
And the same went for sonnets. If it had been
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When would you dear?
Grow up and mature!
In my eyes,
In my words,
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I am with you when you are not with me,
I see you when you do not see,
Your eyes are closed but the lips smile,
Reflecting your thoughts that are still juvenile,
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Thirteenth year is the first teen year,
And that's a very crucial year for all,
From here begins the first step towards
Adolescence, whence comes life's turmoil.
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Her heart is once again broken
Not due to failed love
But by the separation
Of the loved ones
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An old man met a sweet girl of seventeen
Whom he hoped could marry in her teen
He asked-'Can we dance'
She curtly said 'No chance'
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To me you're not a lovely one,
To me you're the one, only one,
To me you're not like a moon,
To me you're beauty of a boon,
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Clannesse who so kyndly cowþe comende
& rekken vp alle þe resounz þat ho by ri3t askez,
Fayre formez my3t he fynde in for[þ]ering his speche
& in þe contrare kark & combraunce huge.
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Whiter than white,
Purer than snow.
A virginal saint,
You'd like to know.
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