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.
Shinobi
Poem Published
Today 3:18am
Today 3:18am
Tomorrow's Daughter
Tomorrow's daughter
she speaks to rainbows
her head is in the clouds
no her feet don't touch the ground
Tomorrow's daughter
she has tea parties in the closet
whispering poetry to ragdolls
no she never makes a peep or a sound
Tomorrow's daughter
she points toward the sun
her eyes pirouettes around the moon
she can see the wild flowers bloom
Tomorrow's daughter
her friends they sit on step stools
spreading jam on points of toast
she watches the sparrows fly
...
she speaks to rainbows
her head is in the clouds
no her feet don't touch the ground
Tomorrow's daughter
she has tea parties in the closet
whispering poetry to ragdolls
no she never makes a peep or a sound
Tomorrow's daughter
she points toward the sun
her eyes pirouettes around the moon
she can see the wild flowers bloom
Tomorrow's daughter
her friends they sit on step stools
spreading jam on points of toast
she watches the sparrows fly
...
#teens
#childhood
#misunderstood
#daughter
#Autism
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1 Comment
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
14th Sep 2021 11:03pm
14th Sep 2021 11:03pm
The Open Grain
#love
#teens
#mystery #passion
#mystery #passion
89 reads
5 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Bumped 14th Sep 2021 8:24pm
15th Jul 2020 00:58am
15th Jul 2020 00:58am
Teenage angst
Teenage angst
Is on a high
We rule the world
Through our eyes
Everyone else
Is second best
Think I'm kidding
Put our apathy
To the test
We're always
Being told how to think
You might think we agree
But you didn't see us wink
Give us a voice
And listen up
We're not drinking
From your Kool-aid cup
Your antiquated thoughts
Have grown stale
They should be
Locked away without bail
There's a new kid
Running this town
Hand over your lunch money
Or...
Is on a high
We rule the world
Through our eyes
Everyone else
Is second best
Think I'm kidding
Put our apathy
To the test
We're always
Being told how to think
You might think we agree
But you didn't see us wink
Give us a voice
And listen up
We're not drinking
From your Kool-aid cup
Your antiquated thoughts
Have grown stale
They should be
Locked away without bail
There's a new kid
Running this town
Hand over your lunch money
Or...
#anger
#teens
#identity
#nostalgia
#apathy
184 reads
4 Comments
Scarlett_Midwinter
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2021 2:50pm
3rd Sep 2021 2:50pm
Synesthesia
Breathing in teal on a warm summer night
Gyrating splash of malachite
Cutting through pineapple sunshine drizzle
Lathering pink scent of clementine fizzle
Why are my thoughts so loud?
Why are my dreams so bright?
I can't say it out loud
That I see songs with my eyes
Poetry in the light
And faces in the clouds
Number 5 is cloaked in chlorophyll green
Chartreuse and shades of evergreen tree
Thursday is charcoal dark indigo smoke
...
Gyrating splash of malachite
Cutting through pineapple sunshine drizzle
Lathering pink scent of clementine fizzle
Why are my thoughts so loud?
Why are my dreams so bright?
I can't say it out loud
That I see songs with my eyes
Poetry in the light
And faces in the clouds
Number 5 is cloaked in chlorophyll green
Chartreuse and shades of evergreen tree
Thursday is charcoal dark indigo smoke
...
#teens
#beauty
#dreams
#universe
#nature
26 reads
0 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2021 7:59pm
2nd Sep 2021 7:59pm
She's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever
It's back:
that sinking, sickening feeling
of pure dread.
Down, down, down it drops
into my very core,
over and over.
It's hard to focus
when all attention
is focused on steeling myself:
summoning energy,
mental strength and fortitude
to do battle once more,
but for her not me.
Unsure of what I'll find,
I take deep breaths,
calm and steady myself
ready to be called upon.
There is a strange detachment
when thinking about what happened
and what might yet happen.
It's a...
that sinking, sickening feeling
of pure dread.
Down, down, down it drops
into my very core,
over and over.
It's hard to focus
when all attention
is focused on steeling myself:
summoning energy,
mental strength and fortitude
to do battle once more,
but for her not me.
Unsure of what I'll find,
I take deep breaths,
calm and steady myself
ready to be called upon.
There is a strange detachment
when thinking about what happened
and what might yet happen.
It's a...
#teens
#MentalHealth
67 reads
15 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
29th Aug 2021 11:30pm
29th Aug 2021 11:30pm
No words
There are words for someone who has lost a spouse:
they are widow or widower.
We have a name for someone who has lost their parents:
they are an orphan.
So why is there no word for parents
who have survived the unimaginable—
the loss of a child?
And whilst acknowledging that there's a world of difference
between their experience and mine,
why are there no words to describe parents of a child
who has attempted suicide and come back from the brink?
I mean, I've done that twice— but I was grown;
my mother never...
they are widow or widower.
We have a name for someone who has lost their parents:
they are an orphan.
So why is there no word for parents
who have survived the unimaginable—
the loss of a child?
And whilst acknowledging that there's a world of difference
between their experience and mine,
why are there no words to describe parents of a child
who has attempted suicide and come back from the brink?
I mean, I've done that twice— but I was grown;
my mother never...
#teens
#motherhood
#suicide
134 reads
15 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
29th Aug 2021 11:40am
29th Aug 2021 11:40am
Unsent Letter to the Mother of a Lover
You let me date your daughter in high school. The first time I kissed her, I thought of you and how beautiful you were when I picked her up earlier that evening.
I’d always respected you as a teacher in our high school, knowing your divorce was devastating. We all thought that man did you wrong, but still you kept coming and teaching day after day. My friends said you sometimes stood close to the window of your classroom looking outside and they thought they saw tears.
I have mixed emotions about what happened on that first of many dates with your daughter. As...
I’d always respected you as a teacher in our high school, knowing your divorce was devastating. We all thought that man did you wrong, but still you kept coming and teaching day after day. My friends said you sometimes stood close to the window of your classroom looking outside and they thought they saw tears.
I have mixed emotions about what happened on that first of many dates with your daughter. As...
#love
#teens
#sex #school
#sex #school
44 reads
3 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
29th Aug 2021 00:24am
29th Aug 2021 00:24am
Puppy Love
There are sweet things to heed
Things that will make your heart bleed
Or grow off of you like a weed
The only prevention is knowing what you need
Needing a woman of surprise
With the ability to compromise
Who's not afraid to rise
And is not a flake in disguise
A woman who wont bend
Able to comprehend
My conversation from beginning to end
And the rest of our lives we will spend
By making my mark
Kissing in the park
Caressing in the dark
To start our love with a spark
But soon...
Things that will make your heart bleed
Or grow off of you like a weed
The only prevention is knowing what you need
Needing a woman of surprise
With the ability to compromise
Who's not afraid to rise
And is not a flake in disguise
A woman who wont bend
Able to comprehend
My conversation from beginning to end
And the rest of our lives we will spend
By making my mark
Kissing in the park
Caressing in the dark
To start our love with a spark
But soon...
#teens
#lover
#FallingInLove
#FirstLove
#crush
57 reads
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LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
27th Aug 2021 2:43am
27th Aug 2021 2:43am
Three Letters to First Ladies
Three letters to first ladies in my life…
1
I’m sorry for the unkind comment I made, not realizing you were sitting close. You didn’t acknowledge it, but I knew you heard, and I knew it hurt you.
Earlier, you told me you liked me, but I was unsure of my feelings at the time. You were quiet, shy, kind, and beautiful in ways my adolescent brain didn’t recognize yet. You were brave and I was the coward. Please forgive me. You wouldn’t be the only girl I hurt, but you are the one I still learn from every day.
2
I think of you often...
1
I’m sorry for the unkind comment I made, not realizing you were sitting close. You didn’t acknowledge it, but I knew you heard, and I knew it hurt you.
Earlier, you told me you liked me, but I was unsure of my feelings at the time. You were quiet, shy, kind, and beautiful in ways my adolescent brain didn’t recognize yet. You were brave and I was the coward. Please forgive me. You wouldn’t be the only girl I hurt, but you are the one I still learn from every day.
2
I think of you often...
#love
#regret
#grief #teens
#grief #teens
66 reads
5 Comments
xXPaRADoXx
Poem Published
25th Aug 2021 4:13am
25th Aug 2021 4:13am
Sun and Moon.
Remember when your youth beckoned you to explore uncharted waters,
When time had no meaning and the future was limitless,
You had it all, and you knew nothing really mattered…
Pleasure was paramount and the sun and moon were your masters,
The games we played the chances we took, never looking back…
The sun and moon had other plans for your destiny, they plotted to take their time and wait…
And you in all your glory sailing on the sea of recklessness, floating on the ocean of oblivion, you never knew…
The lovers of oblivion were the children of God,...
When time had no meaning and the future was limitless,
You had it all, and you knew nothing really mattered…
Pleasure was paramount and the sun and moon were your masters,
The games we played the chances we took, never looking back…
The sun and moon had other plans for your destiny, they plotted to take their time and wait…
And you in all your glory sailing on the sea of recklessness, floating on the ocean of oblivion, you never knew…
The lovers of oblivion were the children of God,...
#teens
#death
#sun
#moon
#LifeCycle
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1 Comment
Alviola
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2021 7:47pm
22nd Aug 2021 7:47pm
A neon billboard near where I grew up
It would flicker to life at the dimming of the day,
then it would start its imperious blinking,
watch over the hours of faraway cab horns,
and cast light on the wide-eyed and worried.
No building stood behind this giant of a sign,
high, as gods were high, neon at the junction
of a main thoroughfare and a small road,
as if nailed to a tree you could not see:
Coca-Cola
breathing red, like a police car, like a God
Intermittent, there and then not there, ...
then it would start its imperious blinking,
watch over the hours of faraway cab horns,
and cast light on the wide-eyed and worried.
No building stood behind this giant of a sign,
high, as gods were high, neon at the junction
of a main thoroughfare and a small road,
as if nailed to a tree you could not see:
Coca-Cola
breathing red, like a police car, like a God
Intermittent, there and then not there, ...
#loneliness
#teens
#despair #disappointment
#despair #disappointment
50 reads
2 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
16th Aug 2021 12:22pm
16th Aug 2021 12:22pm
First Bait
Slender and tan in the sun, she fumbled with her bait.
I asked if I could help.
“Yes,” and she smiled.
As she held her line up to me, I tied the bait carefully while watching the rise and fall of her chest.
Her sweaty fingers touched mine and it was magic.
I asked if I could help.
“Yes,” and she smiled.
As she held her line up to me, I tied the bait carefully while watching the rise and fall of her chest.
Her sweaty fingers touched mine and it was magic.
#teens
#erotic
#sports
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6 Comments
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