Poems about College and University
#college
Poems about college and university, a collection of poetry about experiences in the higher education system. Poems about college and university lifestyle, coming of age, leaving home and becoming an adult.
moony_
Poem Published
28th May 2024 4:27am
28th May 2024 4:27am
So Much WEIGHT
I’m going to be a senior next year
Going to be an adult
Going to apply to colleges
Going to work harder
Than I have in my entire life
But I feel horrifically sad
What if
I can’t do it?
Going to be an adult
Going to apply to colleges
Going to work harder
Than I have in my entire life
But I feel horrifically sad
What if
I can’t do it?
#college
#fear
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2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
20th May 2024 11:10am
20th May 2024 11:10am
Should have went with your gut
A boy and a girl from the university drive home through a bad part of town at night
She told him to go this way,
claiming this was a shortcut to the neighborhood
He didn't agree but listened to her anyway
At a stop light, a rock smashes their windshield
The girl is startled
The guy gets out of the car and takes a look around
There is a gunshot
The bullet goes into his left thigh
He screams and falls down
Two teenagers approach the car
They shoot the boy one more time
This shot is the fatal one
Right between the eyes
The...
She told him to go this way,
claiming this was a shortcut to the neighborhood
He didn't agree but listened to her anyway
At a stop light, a rock smashes their windshield
The girl is startled
The guy gets out of the car and takes a look around
There is a gunshot
The bullet goes into his left thigh
He screams and falls down
Two teenagers approach the car
They shoot the boy one more time
This shot is the fatal one
Right between the eyes
The...
#cars
#college
#murder
#ShortStory
#violence
177 reads
4 Comments
Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
18th Apr 2024 9:12pm
18th Apr 2024 9:12pm
The Tragic Tale of a Young Girl's Body
She was young, just a tender age
Filled with innocence and wonder
Her body, firm and full of life's stage
But little did she know, she'd soon be torn asunder
She walked with grace and confidence
Unaware of the danger that lurked
Her beauty, an ever-present presence
But to the predator, she was just a piece of meat to be shirked
She knew not of the evil that lay in wait
As she strolled through the streets
Her mind filled with dreams and fate
But all those hopes would soon meet their defeat
He watched her from a...
Filled with innocence and wonder
Her body, firm and full of life's stage
But little did she know, she'd soon be torn asunder
She walked with grace and confidence
Unaware of the danger that lurked
Her beauty, an ever-present presence
But to the predator, she was just a piece of meat to be shirked
She knew not of the evil that lay in wait
As she strolled through the streets
Her mind filled with dreams and fate
But all those hopes would soon meet their defeat
He watched her from a...
#college
#school
#teens #women
#teens #women
151 reads
wallyroo92
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 3:24am
13th Apr 2024 3:24am
Everything is Important
(and Nothing is More Important Than Everything)
Given the calculations and parameters I’ve set within time limits and resources
I am lacking in the stimulus and motivation to continue my education
Presently as my overall health and condition has been in a slow decline for years
It is no excuse to place a mental obstacle rendering me to a state of obfuscation
With that in mind, a fear of success has created a parabolical intellectual block
Anticipating a physical exhaustion with a rather unreal anxiety of the unknown
But it lies more in the...
Given the calculations and parameters I’ve set within time limits and resources
I am lacking in the stimulus and motivation to continue my education
Presently as my overall health and condition has been in a slow decline for years
It is no excuse to place a mental obstacle rendering me to a state of obfuscation
With that in mind, a fear of success has created a parabolical intellectual block
Anticipating a physical exhaustion with a rather unreal anxiety of the unknown
But it lies more in the...
#LifeStruggles
#LifeGoals
#college
172 reads
6 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 5:47am
3rd Apr 2024 5:47am
Fear of Success
I had thought about returning to college for several years
But the fear of success had kept me in the dark for a while
“It’s too difficult, I’m too old, I don’t have the money or time”
All the excuses I had in my mind filled my heart with anxiety
But for far too long I was feeling I had hit a glass ceiling
The lack of a degree kept my career stalled or at a stand still
Until one day I decided to go back to the old campus
Seeing the buildings and students gave me an old thrill
So that day, standing there on the university campus
I...
But the fear of success had kept me in the dark for a while
“It’s too difficult, I’m too old, I don’t have the money or time”
All the excuses I had in my mind filled my heart with anxiety
But for far too long I was feeling I had hit a glass ceiling
The lack of a degree kept my career stalled or at a stand still
Until one day I decided to go back to the old campus
Seeing the buildings and students gave me an old thrill
So that day, standing there on the university campus
I...
#college
#fear
#PersonalGrowth
217 reads
8 Comments
Results_May_Vary
Poem Published
8th Jul 2023 2:10am
8th Jul 2023 2:10am
A Windy Monday
This morning I thought I’d reach out and touch you
But you weren't lying next to me
I walked outside and found you
I found you'd already left me
But soon I’d be joining you in the sky
Given flight by a murderous passerby
Tell them what you want about sorrow and regret
Show them what you think will help make them forget
Strength in numbers means nothing today
We've all been taken away and there's nothing you could ever do or say
The wind blows with such a hateful moan
It's a shame the rain has left us all alone
Short-lived...
But you weren't lying next to me
I walked outside and found you
I found you'd already left me
But soon I’d be joining you in the sky
Given flight by a murderous passerby
Tell them what you want about sorrow and regret
Show them what you think will help make them forget
Strength in numbers means nothing today
We've all been taken away and there's nothing you could ever do or say
The wind blows with such a hateful moan
It's a shame the rain has left us all alone
Short-lived...
#sadness
#violence
#memorial
#respect
#college
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
12th Mar 2023 9:39pm
12th Mar 2023 9:39pm
blonde iconography
blonde iconography
windblown art
of fifties photographic
blonde iconography
Biblical transfiguration
of pantie revelations
when spring breezes
skirt pleated cotton
in rippled reasoning
for the flirty sunshine
on a maiden sunday
when the clock counts an hour
that leaps like my heart
under her spell
windblown art
of fifties photographic
blonde iconography
Biblical transfiguration
of pantie revelations
when spring breezes
skirt pleated cotton
in rippled reasoning
for the flirty sunshine
on a maiden sunday
when the clock counts an hour
that leaps like my heart
under her spell
#women
#erotic
#college #seductive
#college #seductive
245 reads
5 Comments
Tenderloin
Poem Published
5th Mar 2023 3:25pm
5th Mar 2023 3:25pm
Final Grade
#lust
#sexy
#college
399 reads
8 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
28th Feb 2023 3:14pm
28th Feb 2023 3:14pm
Teacher’s Pet Featuring The Charming, Poet Tenderloin
#lover
#sensual
#passion
#college
#seductive
557 reads
13 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
13th Dec 2022 7:55pm
13th Dec 2022 7:55pm
Bubblegum Cowgirl
Bubblegum Cowgirl
She traces the seams of his boot-cut jeans
With the dominion of her ruler
Guiding him into her Sibylline sanctuary
Where bubblegum cowgirl
stars in spaghetti western
As the lasso librarian of route 66
With neon boots bright enough to read by
For the purple of her phosphorescent Stetson
That orbits her like a flying saucer
She zaps his gluteus with her wooden ray gun
Flaming him deep into denim blue ...
She traces the seams of his boot-cut jeans
With the dominion of her ruler
Guiding him into her Sibylline sanctuary
Where bubblegum cowgirl
stars in spaghetti western
As the lasso librarian of route 66
With neon boots bright enough to read by
For the purple of her phosphorescent Stetson
That orbits her like a flying saucer
She zaps his gluteus with her wooden ray gun
Flaming him deep into denim blue ...
#lust
#erotic
#sensual
#crush
#college
327 reads
7 Comments
James_A_Knight
Poem Published
10th Dec 2022 8:30pm
10th Dec 2022 8:30pm
THE EXAMINATION DESK
It was the day of nine o’clock G.C.S.E math’s exam. We lined up outside the lunch hall like conscripts awaiting basic training. The black painted mesh of the bike shed was flaking. I picked at it. I felt sick. I snuck into the drama block to smoke a roll up. It made me even sicker. I came back, I took my tie off, and then my jumper.
‘Where’s your tie?’ said Mr. Clumper.
‘I don’t feel well, you don’t need to a tie to pass an exam,’ I said.
‘Rules are rules. Put your tie back on.’
I obeyed. I looked at my friend. He was browsing a revision book. He was...
‘Where’s your tie?’ said Mr. Clumper.
‘I don’t feel well, you don’t need to a tie to pass an exam,’ I said.
‘Rules are rules. Put your tie back on.’
I obeyed. I looked at my friend. He was browsing a revision book. He was...
#teens
#school
#college #fear
#college #fear
358 reads
7 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
31st Oct 2022 7:36pm
31st Oct 2022 7:36pm
Zen and the Art of the Violin
Zen and the Art of the Violin
“I am here to teach you the art of the Violin. Like a Zen master, I will use a stick to help you along. But my application of the slat will be soft as a love pat on your bottom to coax you on when you are in the throes of passion with the violin. Never ever will the wood be used to punish you. When you stroke the strings like a lover I will rub your posterior with the stick in a sensual massage to bring about the friction of wood upon your skin. The slow circles of my wood on your supple seat will deepen the emotions of your practice until you are...
“I am here to teach you the art of the Violin. Like a Zen master, I will use a stick to help you along. But my application of the slat will be soft as a love pat on your bottom to coax you on when you are in the throes of passion with the violin. Never ever will the wood be used to punish you. When you stroke the strings like a lover I will rub your posterior with the stick in a sensual massage to bring about the friction of wood upon your skin. The slow circles of my wood on your supple seat will deepen the emotions of your practice until you are...
#erotic
#BDSM
#music
#sensual
#college
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2 Comments
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