Poetry about Teens
#teens
The teenage years from 13 to 19 years old can be a difficult stage of life. Here you'll find "coming of age" poems about the transition from childhood to adulthood. Poems are written by teens, or from memories of teenage years.
KristinaX
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:30pm
Yesterday 9:30pm
Take a ride with me
I want you to play a game with me.
Look at the dots on the wall here.
They tell me where we will go next.
Random journeys into the unknown.
And at night we are only shadows.
Simply moving from place to place.
Through this underground network.
A strange world woven in the city.
With points of metro schemes.
Look at the dots on the wall here.
They tell me where we will go next.
Random journeys into the unknown.
And at night we are only shadows.
Simply moving from place to place.
Through this underground network.
A strange world woven in the city.
With points of metro schemes.
#teens
#city
#travel
#risk
#ThrillSeeking
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veganpoet
Poem Published
15th Sep 2022 3:40pm
15th Sep 2022 3:40pm
Unfit For Daylight (Defiance Of Youth)
There is no reason not to obey
There is no reason not to obey
Don't fight the power
Don't fight the power
Under the cover of our virtue
We lie to you, we lie to you
Every time I step outside I'm dancing in the moonlight
Even though deep down inside I feel the burn of twilight
Everywhere around the world
Resistance getting stronger
Little boys and little girls
The future is getting nearer
There is a reason not to obey
Fight the power, fight the power
There is no reason not to obey
Don't fight the power
Don't fight the power
Under the cover of our virtue
We lie to you, we lie to you
Every time I step outside I'm dancing in the moonlight
Even though deep down inside I feel the burn of twilight
Everywhere around the world
Resistance getting stronger
Little boys and little girls
The future is getting nearer
There is a reason not to obey
Fight the power, fight the power
#teens
#politics
#motivational
#inspirational
#rebellion
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Nizana
Poem Published
14th Sep 2022 1:18pm
14th Sep 2022 1:18pm
The Crystal Vase
Sixteen silver coins shined in a crystal vase.
Each had been dropped by her mother
noisily against the glass as part of her
birthday celebrations.
She giggled at the sound of the silver
striking the glass. Her mother always
smiled and kissed her on the cheek.
The clear vase never moved from the
center of the mantle over the hearth where
she and her mother sat each winter for warmth.
Tonight she sat with a boy who'd been her friend
for as long as she could remember. The fire crackled
softly as they...
Each had been dropped by her mother
noisily against the glass as part of her
birthday celebrations.
She giggled at the sound of the silver
striking the glass. Her mother always
smiled and kissed her on the cheek.
The clear vase never moved from the
center of the mantle over the hearth where
she and her mother sat each winter for warmth.
Tonight she sat with a boy who'd been her friend
for as long as she could remember. The fire crackled
softly as they...
#teens
#FirstLove
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6 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
10th Sep 2022 6:01pm
10th Sep 2022 6:01pm
The Woods
Reading Anne Sexton in bed at 15
my brain grew a little bit bigger,
taking in the curious metaphors
and long expostulations of the self,
as damaged as that was.
Lost in the woods of my own bleak thoughts,
wandering from Turpin’s cave where dark
banditti plotted deaths,
to potted plants about a witch’s house,
I was not led to suicide.
I’d already seen my death,
in either an asylum or
an underpass somewhere.
The ‘70s girl was just a guide
to where I always was, and raised
in male ignorance, I needed one who’d cried, ...
my brain grew a little bit bigger,
taking in the curious metaphors
and long expostulations of the self,
as damaged as that was.
Lost in the woods of my own bleak thoughts,
wandering from Turpin’s cave where dark
banditti plotted deaths,
to potted plants about a witch’s house,
I was not led to suicide.
I’d already seen my death,
in either an asylum or
an underpass somewhere.
The ‘70s girl was just a guide
to where I always was, and raised
in male ignorance, I needed one who’d cried, ...
#depression
#teens
#suicide #WritingPoetry
#suicide #WritingPoetry
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BlueBeastGirl
Poem Published
10th Sep 2022 3:39am
10th Sep 2022 3:39am
Pirate Irish Twins
It was always just the two of us
Just you and me, pirates in our dreams
Co- Captains on anything resembling a ship
Eating stolen bread and sweets
Homeless and running around the castle of dreams
Feral brats who fought and cut the world right back
Older sister and little brother always
They'd gimace when calling us irish twins
Cause we're not even a year apart
There's a scar across my nose from your hand
You have a scar on your cheek from mine
I never thought I'd stand here today
Holding the pieces of my soul because of you
We're...
Just you and me, pirates in our dreams
Co- Captains on anything resembling a ship
Eating stolen bread and sweets
Homeless and running around the castle of dreams
Feral brats who fought and cut the world right back
Older sister and little brother always
They'd gimace when calling us irish twins
Cause we're not even a year apart
There's a scar across my nose from your hand
You have a scar on your cheek from mine
I never thought I'd stand here today
Holding the pieces of my soul because of you
We're...
#brother
#sister
#teens
#fate
#despair
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BlueBeastGirl
Poem Published
29th Aug 2022 6:04pm
29th Aug 2022 6:04pm
I'd Forgotten Our Past
Where did these memories go...
I wasn't surprised you told her our past
You're honest to the core like that
I remember being young and in school
We were friends but we were the kissing kind
Knowing that you're not meant
to be with someone that you love
It is such a heavy, heavy feeling
Fuck, I know that feeling so very well
Sometimes you have to let people go
Sometimes you can keep them in your life
But you have to let go of the what ifs
Being your friend is worth that period of pain
Seeing how she makes you so, so happy
I...
I wasn't surprised you told her our past
You're honest to the core like that
I remember being young and in school
We were friends but we were the kissing kind
Knowing that you're not meant
to be with someone that you love
It is such a heavy, heavy feeling
Fuck, I know that feeling so very well
Sometimes you have to let people go
Sometimes you can keep them in your life
But you have to let go of the what ifs
Being your friend is worth that period of pain
Seeing how she makes you so, so happy
I...
#happiness
#love
#teens
#friendship
#gratitude
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Alviola
Poem Published
28th Aug 2022 1:29am
28th Aug 2022 1:29am
The Singer of United Street
Now he’d rather walk he’d rather
the half mile walk home were longer
More careful than work
he chooses his hymn
and he will let heave the miles inside him.
He sings loud where the road pauses
between factories and chokes it
when passing the watchmen
He will not sing to the watchmen
in pure untutored tone.
He will bellow to awed automobiles
to whispering sprinklers casting eels
catching light and palsied
performance of throat;
He sings where watchmen’s
flashlights only poke.
the half mile walk home were longer
More careful than work
he chooses his hymn
and he will let heave the miles inside him.
He sings loud where the road pauses
between factories and chokes it
when passing the watchmen
He will not sing to the watchmen
in pure untutored tone.
He will bellow to awed automobiles
to whispering sprinklers casting eels
catching light and palsied
performance of throat;
He sings where watchmen’s
flashlights only poke.
#hope
#teens
#poverty #job
#poverty #job
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7 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
25th Aug 2022 7:41pm
25th Aug 2022 7:41pm
Glimmer
Your star shone early,
bright and strong.
Carefree and happy,
you dazzled.
The angst came later
and draped itself over you
like tangled netting
badly accessorising a luminescent dress.
Now I am torn between
wondering how closely
brilliance and pain
are entwined,
versus
attributing your problems
to the outworking
of an artistic temperament.
Today, just for a moment,
the netting dropped away
and we all saw your light.
Now is your moment.
Grasp it.
bright and strong.
Carefree and happy,
you dazzled.
The angst came later
and draped itself over you
like tangled netting
badly accessorising a luminescent dress.
Now I am torn between
wondering how closely
brilliance and pain
are entwined,
versus
attributing your problems
to the outworking
of an artistic temperament.
Today, just for a moment,
the netting dropped away
and we all saw your light.
Now is your moment.
Grasp it.
#parent
#teens
#identity
#MentalHealth
#daughter
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8 Comments
James_A_Knight
Poem Published
21st Aug 2022 5:03pm
21st Aug 2022 5:03pm
The March of the Dispossessed
We gathered in the grey city morning
To march against the war
Some people shouted loud
Some walked in silence
Some got stoned.
I had this teenage belief
That we could stop it
If we marched against it
It made us feel better
To be the minority
Standing Proud against the war
I learnt that powerful men
Will override the people
They fight dirty
They hold the aces
They will shoot before
They give up their fortunes
We gathered in the grey city morning
And the sun broke through in the afternoon ...
To march against the war
Some people shouted loud
Some walked in silence
Some got stoned.
I had this teenage belief
That we could stop it
If we marched against it
It made us feel better
To be the minority
Standing Proud against the war
I learnt that powerful men
Will override the people
They fight dirty
They hold the aces
They will shoot before
They give up their fortunes
We gathered in the grey city morning
And the sun broke through in the afternoon ...
#hope
#teens
#politics
#war
#rebellion
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4 Comments
natfromfl
Poem Published
17th Aug 2022 8:00pm
17th Aug 2022 8:00pm
Your book
We all have a first chapter to begin our book or our stories
Growing up in certain territories,
Getting labeled into different categories
People to fill the pages of your story
For the beauty and the world gories
It comes to times when you feel that there is nothing to write
Nothing seems to be as bright
You're stuck in this fight
In your head, you're saying this isn't right
Despite the dynamite
You know that your story will come out alright
There will no longer be any bombs in your head left to ignite
and your...
Growing up in certain territories,
Getting labeled into different categories
People to fill the pages of your story
For the beauty and the world gories
It comes to times when you feel that there is nothing to write
Nothing seems to be as bright
You're stuck in this fight
In your head, you're saying this isn't right
Despite the dynamite
You know that your story will come out alright
There will no longer be any bombs in your head left to ignite
and your...
#teens
#LifeStruggles
125 reads
3 Comments
A_Failed_Artist
Poem Published
14th Aug 2022 8:08pm
14th Aug 2022 8:08pm
Stood Up (Guy)
They learn soon enough, be careful who you open up to
He’s not even a man and his heart is set on one girl
As expected, he’s losing sight
Forgotten the world with discarded lenses
The wax is dripping on the cake
While he is waiting for her to call
Soon that 17 turned into 11
He’s not even a man and his heart is set on one girl
As expected, he’s losing sight
Forgotten the world with discarded lenses
The wax is dripping on the cake
While he is waiting for her to call
Soon that 17 turned into 11
#teens
#relationships
#FallingInLove #ignorance
#FallingInLove #ignorance
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Dragonnora
Nora
Nora
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2022 9:58pm
2nd Aug 2022 9:58pm
My summer
I've already made memories
Of magic
Of friends
Of rollercoaster screams
I've already made mistakes
In clubs
While dancing
With my alcohol intake
I've already been through it
I've cried
missed you
Gone through some shit
Had a lot of sunburn
Seems like a bummer
But it's just the start
Of my hot girl summer
Of magic
Of friends
Of rollercoaster screams
I've already made mistakes
In clubs
While dancing
With my alcohol intake
I've already been through it
I've cried
missed you
Gone through some shit
Had a lot of sunburn
Seems like a bummer
But it's just the start
Of my hot girl summer
#happiness
#teens
#summer
#IMissYou
#dance
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