Poems About Teens Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about teens seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
davidchirko
David Chirko
David Chirko
Poem Published
24th Apr 2020 7:06pm
24th Apr 2020 7:06pm
The Demise Of Aphrodite
A swallowing, devouring mound quivers; the pulsating cat thaws.
Fleshly, unshaven shadows overhang a wilderness of bliss -
Peach fur glistens, lemon drips juice from swollen jaws.
I’m a spectating man, going back to my teenage feast,
A sanguine symphony plays while I die in her honey.
Gyrating whimsies tear out the eyes in me – a beast.
What I see in the summer, but not in the winter,
So relieved, but another food still awaits.
They move along with less on, till the “End,” as I splinter.
Sacred sins in sacrilege, a blasphemy to...
Fleshly, unshaven shadows overhang a wilderness of bliss -
Peach fur glistens, lemon drips juice from swollen jaws.
I’m a spectating man, going back to my teenage feast,
A sanguine symphony plays while I die in her honey.
Gyrating whimsies tear out the eyes in me – a beast.
What I see in the summer, but not in the winter,
So relieved, but another food still awaits.
They move along with less on, till the “End,” as I splinter.
Sacred sins in sacrilege, a blasphemy to...
#teens
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1 Comment
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
7th Apr 2020 3:30pm
7th Apr 2020 3:30pm
But It Was Good
But it was good to know you when,
And we would party in the street
With all the moves we knew back then
To sweat in summer with the beat.
.
It was that year the boys would grin.
But it was good to know you when
As puberty was setting in,
Our ‘bra size started to extend.
While at the local five and ten
We’d drop a rival with a dime.
But it was good to know you when
It was spent youth with all its time.
It seems forever since we talked;
How girls were jealous of your friend.
Because on Facebook...
And we would party in the street
With all the moves we knew back then
To sweat in summer with the beat.
.
It was that year the boys would grin.
But it was good to know you when
As puberty was setting in,
Our ‘bra size started to extend.
While at the local five and ten
We’d drop a rival with a dime.
But it was good to know you when
It was spent youth with all its time.
It seems forever since we talked;
How girls were jealous of your friend.
Because on Facebook...
#friendship
#memories
#NaPoWriMo2020
#jealousy
#teens
444 reads
3 Comments
Phantom2426
Poem Published
8th Feb 2020 10:58pm
8th Feb 2020 10:58pm
Broken Heart
She broke my heart
With her mind games
Telling the truth
Didn't set me free
But if felt right
to clear my chest
For Love Is A Bitch
And she will break your HEART!
With her mind games
Telling the truth
Didn't set me free
But if felt right
to clear my chest
For Love Is A Bitch
And she will break your HEART!
#love
#teens
#heartbroken
#honesty
#bittersweet
481 reads
8 Comments
ohmy_engrish
^-^
^-^
Poem Published
21st Jan 2020 7:01am
21st Jan 2020 7:01am
New Youth
Swayin’, along with,
The breeze which comes and goes
These thoughts of, you that
I can never seem to run into
Lost and confused, in the midst of emotions
Impatiently waiting, uneasy, what to do...
*beat comes in*
Still asking with twisted tongues, still with no answers out
Awkwardly waiting now, for us to grow a few more years
The deepest feelings, lost in unity—left on our own
No expectations, can’t find a reason...
...can’t find one.
*Guitar instrumental*
This...
The breeze which comes and goes
These thoughts of, you that
I can never seem to run into
Lost and confused, in the midst of emotions
Impatiently waiting, uneasy, what to do...
*beat comes in*
Still asking with twisted tongues, still with no answers out
Awkwardly waiting now, for us to grow a few more years
The deepest feelings, lost in unity—left on our own
No expectations, can’t find a reason...
...can’t find one.
*Guitar instrumental*
This...
#teens
#fate
#bittersweet #breakup
#bittersweet #breakup
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
5th Jan 2020 5:00am
5th Jan 2020 5:00am
1977
1977
Hometown at night
Her bottom is sunk into the leather upholstery
Of my 1977 corvette
With Supertramp on the eight-track
While we plow through the darkness
Looking for an icebreaker
As an Arctic Front frosts the windows
She smiles as we slide into position
To park-like teenagers
On the funky side of town
But we dream California
While Mississippi mud sticks to our shoes
And the heater blows like the Santa Ana Winds
Hometown at night
Her bottom is sunk into the leather upholstery
Of my 1977 corvette
With Supertramp on the eight-track
While we plow through the darkness
Looking for an icebreaker
As an Arctic Front frosts the windows
She smiles as we slide into position
To park-like teenagers
On the funky side of town
But we dream California
While Mississippi mud sticks to our shoes
And the heater blows like the Santa Ana Winds
#love
#teens
#winter
#music
#nostalgia
867 reads
14 Comments
Heaven_sent_Kathy
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2020 8:57am
3rd Jan 2020 8:57am
Silence
( after Louise Glück )
At no time, while the spirit
moves through you, are you dead.
You cannot be fooled,
You are not proud of this fact.
And all things being equal,
no matter the wasteland
or inclement weather,
is all there is, nothing you can do.
Still, I can’t bleed for new chicks
that have no history, this latest
generation that thinks
I can’t spell, or buy a chair.
Mine look at me as if I’m a typo
from a dead language
that lies in a silted harbor
where Trojan warships once...
At no time, while the spirit
moves through you, are you dead.
You cannot be fooled,
You are not proud of this fact.
And all things being equal,
no matter the wasteland
or inclement weather,
is all there is, nothing you can do.
Still, I can’t bleed for new chicks
that have no history, this latest
generation that thinks
I can’t spell, or buy a chair.
Mine look at me as if I’m a typo
from a dead language
that lies in a silted harbor
where Trojan warships once...
#teens
#aging
#escape #LouiseGluck
#escape #LouiseGluck
908 reads
10 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
9th Dec 2019 00:32am
9th Dec 2019 00:32am
Drunkard's Waltz Vetoed
Drunkard's Waltz Vetoed
Way out in the boondocks down Barataria Boulevard in Marrero you can hear the Gators at night. Out here in the boonies, big rigs blow their horns for little boys who dream of one day being truckers. This is where New Orleans sophistication turns countrified.
We meet at “Where Ya At Pizzeria” The place is made from a converted warehouse and surrounded by empty lots of abandoned boatyards. Darlene tells me that the boys at school said her daughter should have won the beauty pageant. So when the girl walks up it is a déjà vu of my quiet years as...
Way out in the boondocks down Barataria Boulevard in Marrero you can hear the Gators at night. Out here in the boonies, big rigs blow their horns for little boys who dream of one day being truckers. This is where New Orleans sophistication turns countrified.
We meet at “Where Ya At Pizzeria” The place is made from a converted warehouse and surrounded by empty lots of abandoned boatyards. Darlene tells me that the boys at school said her daughter should have won the beauty pageant. So when the girl walks up it is a déjà vu of my quiet years as...
#mother
#teens
#food
#dance
#sexy
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Jollylush
Amora
Amora
Poem Published
27th Nov 2019 2:12pm
27th Nov 2019 2:12pm
A ruggedly handsome face
#love
#teens
654 reads
5 Comments
Queen_of_darkness
Poem Published
19th Aug 2019 5:21pm
19th Aug 2019 5:21pm
college
the unknown is what scares us
what breaks us
yet define us
i sit where i feel insecure
no silence just noise
people moving and teachers treating people
like toys
my mind has written with a thousand words
and my body just feels so hurt
what gives people the right to make your life harder?
did god tell them the poor must pay
or did the minority just willing participate
people acting as if you don't exist
simply minding their own business
and while that doesn't bother me none
i just wish everyone...
what breaks us
yet define us
i sit where i feel insecure
no silence just noise
people moving and teachers treating people
like toys
my mind has written with a thousand words
and my body just feels so hurt
what gives people the right to make your life harder?
did god tell them the poor must pay
or did the minority just willing participate
people acting as if you don't exist
simply minding their own business
and while that doesn't bother me none
i just wish everyone...
#teens
#LifeChangingMoment
#emotional
362 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
9th Jul 2019 8:44am
9th Jul 2019 8:44am
a friend for life
not what you think
as the ship was docked or hidden instead in a small bay
if mother had she known refused to see me go on board
. Along it railing a group of scowling men passing the time by spitting into the water.
In the galley, I met the cook who knew the rudimentary of cooking he was cleaning dirt from under his fingernails using a fish knife - a giant of a man few dared to cross him, a friend for life.
With a crew of murderous ruffians and a million cockroaches
I had to live, yet we wore bandana of grey, and they had as I the pallid...
as the ship was docked or hidden instead in a small bay
if mother had she known refused to see me go on board
. Along it railing a group of scowling men passing the time by spitting into the water.
In the galley, I met the cook who knew the rudimentary of cooking he was cleaning dirt from under his fingernails using a fish knife - a giant of a man few dared to cross him, a friend for life.
With a crew of murderous ruffians and a million cockroaches
I had to live, yet we wore bandana of grey, and they had as I the pallid...
#teens
#marriage
#aging
#luck
#fatherhood
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0 Comments
Dryden1976
Poem Published
30th May 2019 00:36am
30th May 2019 00:36am
Knife Crime
I was watching a programme on the knife crimes and its played on my mind ..
I had to write this down :
KNIFE 🔪 CRIME
The dark spirit, it feasts and it thrives.
Spreading fear among families,
These kids , these knives 🔪
Oh what a waste of beautiful young lives.
On the street and in the park,
In the light of day, under the cover of dark.
The blade , gangs .. it’s becoming an obsession.
The violence - the hatred - manifesting into anger and aggression.
Is it too late ?...
I had to write this down :
KNIFE 🔪 CRIME
The dark spirit, it feasts and it thrives.
Spreading fear among families,
These kids , these knives 🔪
Oh what a waste of beautiful young lives.
On the street and in the park,
In the light of day, under the cover of dark.
The blade , gangs .. it’s becoming an obsession.
The violence - the hatred - manifesting into anger and aggression.
Is it too late ?...
#teens
801 reads
1 Comment
Heaven_sent_Kathy
Poem Published
5th Apr 2019 1:22pm
5th Apr 2019 1:22pm
Rebel: Notes of an Online Journal
Rebel”
I survived my
childhood
back then,
having the rep
of a badass.
But I wasn’t one,
I kept still.
I wanted to play
chess,
draw and paint.
All thru’ my
teenage rebel years
my grade scores
tanked,
I didn’t care
and didn’t wash.
I had become
a biker chick
which didn’t count,
‘cause I wasn’t
into sex yet,
and it was only
a scooter.
Came
junior college,
that was “IT”—
I grew
my hair long,
took art class.
The...
I survived my
childhood
back then,
having the rep
of a badass.
But I wasn’t one,
I kept still.
I wanted to play
chess,
draw and paint.
All thru’ my
teenage rebel years
my grade scores
tanked,
I didn’t care
and didn’t wash.
I had become
a biker chick
which didn’t count,
‘cause I wasn’t
into sex yet,
and it was only
a scooter.
Came
junior college,
that was “IT”—
I grew
my hair long,
took art class.
The...
#men
#teens
#school
#NaPoWriMo2019
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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6 Comments
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