Best Teenager Poems

I know it's a bad title
but I'm giving it to myself as a gift
on a day nearly canceled by sunlight
when the entire hill is approaching
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Real as a dream
What shall I do with this great opportunity to fly?
What is the interpretation of this planet, this moon?
if I can dream that I dream / and dream anything dreamable / can I dream
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Sun soaked revelations
on a patio deck.

I had long forgotten
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my mother pushed my sister out of the apartment door with an empty
suitcase because she kept threatening to run away my sister was sick of me
getting the best of everything the bathrobe with the pink stripes instead of
the red the soft middle piece of bread while she got the crust I was sick with
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when i was a child i did not name things i loved
'this is my favorite marble'
would always lead to somebody asking for it in a game of keeps
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Tired of walking these days
Your old body celebrates its 60th birthday
The moment, eyes too weak to be opened
Sights become too blur to welcome ray
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''In my youth, '' commenced the old man,
''I have encountered so many things'',
''And of course, I was highly imbued'',
''With feelings of love and joy''.
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Gripping the lectern, rocking it, searching
the faces for the souls, for signs of heartfelt
mindfulness at work, I thought, as I recited
words I wrote in tears: instead of tears,
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Small child dressed shabbily,
His eyes dusty, hair shaggy.
'When I will grow big,
I would have sweets many,
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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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This flesh 'n' blood cousin of the ship 'o' the desert
here is given that funky punky, stylish haircut?
Could it be optical illusion or screen manipulation
causing him to grin in mock jubilation?
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I would haunt
the Yeatss'

hunger for the nearness
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The spam
announces

FOOT FUNGUS CURE.
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Her black hair pulled back loosely,
flowing like a long shiny crimped mane,
with a few strands all about her withdrawn face.
My God, please take care of this teenager...
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You in your
Marilyn Monroe dress

seeing me off at the station
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the blemish on the moon
was made to be seen as
a patient old woman
ready to wrap me in her
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‘We only love if we have first been loved.’

Aye, there’s the rub.
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Fear is when a child asks you to keep the light on because he thinks there are monsters under his bed
Fear is when you wake up in sweats from a nightmare
Fear is when a teenager hits his father's car and doesn't know how to tell him
Fear is when you're sitting in the examination hall waiting to see the paper
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Teenager feelings changing my life
making me love the sky
Sweet feelings complete my days
Taking my breath away
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You look to your Minister’s, your Pastors, your Priests.
You believe these people bring the word of God to you
and in fact they do for they read from the Bible I ask you.
“is that the only place where the word of God comes
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Unforgettable is the memory of my Grandpa,
Sitting at the dining table, so calm,
Enjoying his sumptuous breakfast of
Steamed ‘idlis'- rice cakes, with
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...well, yes, I agree the 'Comment' box is for comments - but hold on -
I'm sorry, but I'm not sorry...
yes, growing up in the Bible Belt
must be purgatory with only heaven and hell
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Baptized in church in Minneapolis,
it was a special day I would not miss.
I have a photo of you and me,
we both were smiling happily.
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Elvis From Memphis
(Memo: the tenses in the grammar are purposely put that way)

As a teenager
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SCIENCE REVISION

They had all seen
the water
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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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Lucky children are blessed with presents-
Gifts of untiring, pouring love of Grandparents!
Loved and cared by Grandma,
Guided and educated by Grandpa,
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The sea roles on
Oak and palm reflect the wind
The petals bloom and fall
Traces the mind and recall
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The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read,
Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree,
Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown,
For the world was intent on dragging me down,
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The Moon knows everything
The day I got my sense
I threw all my wishes to her
Not because I want her to fulfill
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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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Hope is that candle
That burns all negativity
Adds life to the sick
A sparkle to the eyes of the children
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Today you’d have been a happy-go-lucky girl:
A teenager up to your eyes in make-up and Maths,
Chatting on MSN and mobile,
Reading chick-lit
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Each day brings new beginnings
Decisions I must make
I am the only one to choose
The road that I will take
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A controversy in terms.
I haven't heard anyone or say anything about it
So here it goes
Abortion
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(dedicated to Manga lovers)

Romance
Friendship
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The teenager around the house,
confronted with the suggestion that
God smiles on him, would be
rabbit-stunned beyond reaction;
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I was a child going to primary school,
I was a teenager going to High school,
Learning was my motive with joy,
Beauty was perceived indeed in hope.
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Titling something I've Always Wanted to Title Something
The Forest of Sadness is one thing but titling
something I've Always Wanted to Title Something
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Listen my children and you shall hear,
The life story of Taylor Swift loud and clear.
How she touched the hearts of many,
With her amazing songs plenty.
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So I said to him
'Why did you do it'
and he said 'because I wanted to.
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You've heard the expression many times
About a kid in the candy store
But there's a place I'll tell you about
That has every kind of candy and more.
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You asking me 'why'
is a trifle rich
I'm just a good guy
but you are a bitch.
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Last month's showcase, for me, has come and gone, ignored by many.
But, hey, that's one good thing on PH; you may read all OR not any!
I prefer to use poems not too long, so some I'll edit. Don't you fret.
Each poet may have one poem each month here. Will I get ………..
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I listen to the call for prayers in the mosques,
I listen to the bells of churches and temples,
In front of my eyes is an asteroid sent by my god,
So you are going to end this sinful world, oh my lord!
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Ali's Song
by Michael R. Burch

for Muhammad Ali
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Ok! Though I've more work ahead, the title's done at least.
I've enjoyed reading poems, but NOW I've to create the beast,
which I fondly call my next (usually-monthly) poem Showcase.
I hope it is enjoyed by YOU and causes none to…. ‘loose one's face'.
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I go from a mixed bag of Halloween candy,
to a "mixed bag" of poems, dandy.
Soon I move East for six months at least,
to give N. Carolina a taste of this poetic beast.
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Is this really me?

Am I dad to be?
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He remembers her
a little girl

changing her
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Poetry is nothing but the memory of adolescence;
The melancholic face of my mother often remembered by me;
Poetry, the yellow bird sitting alone on a bough of Nim tree;
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The brightness of the moon beam illuminates
The otherwise perpetual darkness
Of the dense forest.
I gaze at my unfamiliar surroundings,
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A teenager once complained:
As a child, I wanted to be cuddled
and kissed by my dear ones.
But they gave me toys.
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The colour white swimming in a sea of snow,
It's shimmering, luminous substance,
As the Siberian winds make it flurry and dance,
Through the tranquil beauty of County Carlow,
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When I was a teenager
I saw what I was sure
was a Gila monster lizard
on the Black Hills
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Talk about the newest affairs
Of teenagers of our colony, and
the aunties and uncles will know it all
And this I sometimes find funny.
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'Why do I'
she said
always have to carry the torch
be the one who illuminates
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pluck off
When chickens swear

a meeting of minds
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When I was a teenager sister Anita was there,
she gave me support, she really cared.
I was the blacksheep that was to blame
for the family's unresolved shame.
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Preferred toy in hand, playing,
In mother's lap and smiling,
To her lullaby listening,
Eyes on Ma, succumbs to sleep,
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I see a grave very small,
Inside it an infant is sleeping,
His soul is away but where is the soul,
I shall tell you, wait, and let me fly,
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My first love wasn't flesh and blood
She was wood metal and plastic
With curves that drove men wild
My Gibson SG the best guitar I ever owned
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As a teenager
my favorite thing
was floating.
I could float for hours.
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It’s like those Russian dolls:
inside the teenager
is the rebel;
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For once the eager lover
Affected to offer his best
And lo, there he is…
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Mama, for nine months we connected
My world in you was amazing
I depended on you fully
We shared a plate and a cup
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I sit down and look around,
But you know what I found?
A world of unhappy people staring.
All of them swearing.
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A naked teenager sat on the ground and asked,

'How long have I got''
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You've probably seen them everywhere,
the grinning, happy, carefree teenagers,
mere children really.
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The sun bites this morning over another.
The son has stopped before me,
He smiles with fine eyes so artfully,
And me asks without words: well as?
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she was brought into this world
as beautiful as can be.
played with her dolls - naturally.
a few years later she reaches puberty.
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I could not learn to play the piano at high school
nor any wind or string instruments-no strings attached-
and my voice never had the range of a soloist
but rather the soft sounds of a choir singer.
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November 12,1992

Oh, what a glorious day this is;
My first child in ten years was
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In this strange rough world,
when i was first born,
i was loved by all so much,
so soft was their soothing touch.
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I love when, with BIG needle, …….my vein is STRUCK by a "tech".
I assume the thought of THAT ……makes some others a wreck.
Each quarter of a year my wife allows me …..to give SOME blood,
but she limits me to one pint; I'm not allowed to …..give a flood.
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Chapter 33

[Clifford speaks]:
That winter was one I‘ll never forget. My mind was set.
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For an Eternity I’ve felt anger

For a lifetime I’ve felt Pain
I feel pain for the little girl in me that had to grow up before her time
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My children are a source of joy
One a girl and the other a boy
Beautiful memories of them growing up
My babies at home are now a pup
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When she was young,
still a child, I mean,
she left a trail behind herself,
of toys, candies, chewing gum wrappers,
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I’ve started a 'showcase' on my PoemHunter site,
which is NOT a contest; it’s no arena for a fight,
but instead a place where once a month I shall post..
a poem* from you, a PH member, which you’d like read most.
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[contains sexually explicit wording; a bit at least, as do most or all of the 'books' in this story, so far]
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She was a fountain
Vibrant with life's
Fresh energy, a girl
Of fifteen, a teenager.
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About the love
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He loved the drums since childhood.
He carried them in mind with him
used to put them to give the signal
once for aggressive advance,
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If you ask me, 'what have you done with your life'
then I must tell you...
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Worn teenager, hunger pangs driven
Selling door to door, some detergent
Working hard to pay his college fees
Knocked on a door, his pride eased
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Many have told me
That your teen years
Are the best part of your life,
Though to me and my peers
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If someone doesn't like
what you are doing,
don't change just for them.
You like it, you stick with it,
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Oh love, fear not
I am always caught
Between good and bad
I always become sad
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He arrived like a spring shower
in the roaring '20's,
formed the impressions of his mind and soul
in the desperation of the
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Mariah Carey born on March 27th 1969
In Huntington New York in the USA
Attending Harborfields High School
Mariah Carey never the fool
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A rose bud still, not yet a rose.
A gawky awkward teenager
but she will blossom as she grows
and make me proud she’s my daughter.
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A young boy stopped in the bookstore…he said, "Hello, sir. How are you? I hope you're doing well." On second thought I think he was a teenager…the older I get the harder it is to tell.

"I have a question he whispered." Moving closer in on me. "I promise to be brief. Do you have any books in your store on understanding grief? "
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My oldest daughter
Kim
As a teenager
Her favorite expression
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A child when with fewer answers I had,
And more of question on my mind's grey plates,
Mysteries multiplied like a wild fad,
Tell Me Why and How my more loyal mates.
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Your passion will seed

a trillion poets
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I need a new pet but I'm at a loss.
You can't count the cat.
He's no pet. He's the boss.
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Can anyone tell me
from a youthful child
to decrepit ones
who can ever live a life
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Kastur did not go to school,
Had no formal education,
Yet, she was a brave girl
A spirited girl with a strong mind,
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When a child is born with a rare disorder,
That can’t be cured and is carried till death,
My Lord! I raise my eyes to your high skies,
Why you spring such a painful flower?
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