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.
oskar
Poem Published
19th Jan 2022 10:28am
19th Jan 2022 10:28am
the song contest
The song contests
I came across an apple tree it looked like
a child’s idea of this type of tree, big red
apples and a blue sky; when I realized I do not like
big red apples have farinaceous and taste
like they were dreaming of becoming potatoes
and not picked at by bird.
I joined my wife she was watching the final
Of a song contest, the finalist were two women.
One was buxom and belted out a song with full voice
the other one sang sweetly like opening the window
and letting a songbird and sunlight in.
The ample woman won,...
I came across an apple tree it looked like
a child’s idea of this type of tree, big red
apples and a blue sky; when I realized I do not like
big red apples have farinaceous and taste
like they were dreaming of becoming potatoes
and not picked at by bird.
I joined my wife she was watching the final
Of a song contest, the finalist were two women.
One was buxom and belted out a song with full voice
the other one sang sweetly like opening the window
and letting a songbird and sunlight in.
The ample woman won,...
#teens
#motherhood
#marriage
#aging
#LookingForLove
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LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
18th Jan 2022 3:58pm
18th Jan 2022 3:58pm
Virgin Lips
#love
#teens
#sex #beauty
#sex #beauty
134 reads
2 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
5th Jan 2022 12:22pm
5th Jan 2022 12:22pm
Unworthy of this Gift
As she accepted me,
I saw her story on
the bedroom wall.
Her fingers burned
against my cheek as I blushed,
unworthy of this gift,
so long in the making.
I saw her story on
the bedroom wall.
Her fingers burned
against my cheek as I blushed,
unworthy of this gift,
so long in the making.
#teens
#sex
#FirstLove
124 reads
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2022 00:49am
3rd Jan 2022 00:49am
The Cosmic Hobo
The Cosmic Hobo
Beer fumes on the hobo heaven run
In our orphanage where grey is the color
For grown children of the night
When lightning cracks my veneer
With the truth that I will ride
That freight car to New Orleans
In all its cavernous graffiti
Until my whiskers populate the universe
That has come to be home
Beer fumes on the hobo heaven run
In our orphanage where grey is the color
For grown children of the night
When lightning cracks my veneer
With the truth that I will ride
That freight car to New Orleans
In all its cavernous graffiti
Until my whiskers populate the universe
That has come to be home
#teens
#homelessness
#travel #poverty
#travel #poverty
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Solomon_Song
Poem Published
29th Dec 2021 7:19am
29th Dec 2021 7:19am
HE NEVER KNEW (INSPIRED BY NIZANA'S POEM)
He never knew
the 'I love you'
I may have said
to him in bed
meant 'Stay with me,
please' inwardly.
All he just heard
was thought, 'I scored!'
He now sleeps round
with others found
who cross his path
and raise his laugh.
the 'I love you'
I may have said
to him in bed
meant 'Stay with me,
please' inwardly.
All he just heard
was thought, 'I scored!'
He now sleeps round
with others found
who cross his path
and raise his laugh.
#teens
#relationships
#breakup
#sex
#rhyming
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Nizana
Poem Published
28th Dec 2021 2:34pm
28th Dec 2021 2:34pm
He Never Knew
He never knew
my silly girl grins or laughter
from the lightness in my heart.
He had no time
for knowing a flower,
scrambling hungrily to the next.
my silly girl grins or laughter
from the lightness in my heart.
He had no time
for knowing a flower,
scrambling hungrily to the next.
#lust
#teens
127 reads
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
27th Dec 2021 1:26am
27th Dec 2021 1:26am
Lost Hermitage of Youth
Lost Hermitage of Youth
Township Baileys of melted donuts
Instead of Irish Coffee
Where we sanctify the sweetness of the air
With natural cooling for our crispness
Down the road to peak 10,443
Where the steeply forested valley
Rises with our footsteps
On our pathless ascent past log cabin ruins
Artist lady speaks homilies to Denver
Like a disciple of the western sky
My pondering meets hers
“But the culture is a fallen church,
On the riverbanks of love.” ...
Township Baileys of melted donuts
Instead of Irish Coffee
Where we sanctify the sweetness of the air
With natural cooling for our crispness
Down the road to peak 10,443
Where the steeply forested valley
Rises with our footsteps
On our pathless ascent past log cabin ruins
Artist lady speaks homilies to Denver
Like a disciple of the western sky
My pondering meets hers
“But the culture is a fallen church,
On the riverbanks of love.” ...
#teens
#nature
#mountains
#spiritual
#aging
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chihiro_angel
anghel
anghel
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2021 4:16pm
22nd Dec 2021 4:16pm
Untold love
I suppose I'm a little drunk,
Because I'm pretty into you tonight
This bourboun built the courage in my wounded flesh
Wanting to touch you and kiss you under the moonlit night
Do you feel cold?
I feel numb
The distance between us
has made my lips parched
Perhaps you could speak up...
Please lend me a helping hand...
And wrap your arms around me with the warmth of your love
Because I'm pretty into you tonight
This bourboun built the courage in my wounded flesh
Wanting to touch you and kiss you under the moonlit night
Do you feel cold?
I feel numb
The distance between us
has made my lips parched
Perhaps you could speak up...
Please lend me a helping hand...
And wrap your arms around me with the warmth of your love
#teens
#secrets
#WritingPoetry
#bittersweet
#emotions
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AlisVolatPropriis8
Poem Published
17th Dec 2021 11:20am
17th Dec 2021 11:20am
The lesbian pyr.
#teens
#birthday
#dating
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RPM1on1
Poem Published
17th Dec 2021 1:41am
17th Dec 2021 1:41am
Attraction
#teens
#erotic
#lover #sensual
#lover #sensual
258 reads
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LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
14th Dec 2021 1:53pm
14th Dec 2021 1:53pm
The Edge of Wonder
If I’d known better, I would have
approached with reverence
her sacred temple.
I only knew what had
awakened within me.
And so my hand, sandwiched between
her warm stomach and tight jeans,
rooted its way to a holy mound,
a revered site.
There was no other plan that night.
Just sloppy novice kissing and
my curious hand
at the edge of wonder.
approached with reverence
her sacred temple.
I only knew what had
awakened within me.
And so my hand, sandwiched between
her warm stomach and tight jeans,
rooted its way to a holy mound,
a revered site.
There was no other plan that night.
Just sloppy novice kissing and
my curious hand
at the edge of wonder.
#lust
#teens
#sex
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