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.
Kendall_Cliche4
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2024 7:09pm
3rd Oct 2024 7:09pm
Adults
They watch you,
Smell you,
Scare you,
Stare at you,
But never hear you.
How could they?
They have not the nose,
Nor the freight,
Barley the ears,
And never the eyes,
Am I alone?
You start to wonder,
If nobody else,
Ever had the same suffer,
They never get it,
Maybe once they did,
Will you forget?
The pain that is?
So smell me,
See me,
Hear me,
Scare me,
Do as you please,
Cause you will never understand,
The feelings you tease.
Smell you,
Scare you,
Stare at you,
But never hear you.
How could they?
They have not the nose,
Nor the freight,
Barley the ears,
And never the eyes,
Am I alone?
You start to wonder,
If nobody else,
Ever had the same suffer,
They never get it,
Maybe once they did,
Will you forget?
The pain that is?
So smell me,
See me,
Hear me,
Scare me,
Do as you please,
Cause you will never understand,
The feelings you tease.
#childhood
#depression
#MentalHealth
#sadness
#teens
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
14th Sep 2024 3:39pm
14th Sep 2024 3:39pm
Officer
longings for something I've never had
wielding the power some women have
my youth was sensitive and shy
became a mommy at fifteen
and after that, I had body issues
along the way, I denied the guys that were genuinely nice
hurt feelings would surely come of it
for some reason, I always attracted police officers
by this time I started using drugs, and my parents
had put me out for having a baby so young
and it was the eighties and I was depressed
my apartment was nice and soon I met the neighbors
they introduced me to cocaine ...
wielding the power some women have
my youth was sensitive and shy
became a mommy at fifteen
and after that, I had body issues
along the way, I denied the guys that were genuinely nice
hurt feelings would surely come of it
for some reason, I always attracted police officers
by this time I started using drugs, and my parents
had put me out for having a baby so young
and it was the eighties and I was depressed
my apartment was nice and soon I met the neighbors
they introduced me to cocaine ...
#fate
#teens
96 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2024 9:23pm
2nd Sep 2024 9:23pm
Dance night at the school gymnasium
He would go to those dances
He could never get the nerve to ask a girl to dance
Like he would really know what to do when he got out on the floor
He had tried dancing alone in his room and had gotten so embarrassed that he just had to stop
He watched men & woman dancing on TV & movies
They made it look so easy
Women were so mysterious and full of shit
He wouldn't have a clue what to say to one if he ever got the chance
The dances went by and he went to almost all of them
He would find the darkest part of the gym and watch them with his back...
He could never get the nerve to ask a girl to dance
Like he would really know what to do when he got out on the floor
He had tried dancing alone in his room and had gotten so embarrassed that he just had to stop
He watched men & woman dancing on TV & movies
They made it look so easy
Women were so mysterious and full of shit
He wouldn't have a clue what to say to one if he ever got the chance
The dances went by and he went to almost all of them
He would find the darkest part of the gym and watch them with his back...
#courage
#dance
#fear
#school
#teens
92 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Aug 2024 11:59am
26th Aug 2024 11:59am
My baby has rabies
#horror
#illness
#rhyming
#sex
#teens
112 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
24th Aug 2024 7:52pm
24th Aug 2024 7:52pm
Fear of Shadows
You can drive a car if you do it right
but you can't go far if it puts you out of sight
you can't look at girls
you can't drink anything
you got to get your kicks in the shadow of fear
You stay out late when they think your young
when they find out, there gonna want you hung
so you try to understand that you might get near
cause your lost alone in the shadow of fear
So you found a chick that you think is fine
but you fell too fast so you lost your mind
society looks, but they turn their ears
you got to get your kicks in...
but you can't go far if it puts you out of sight
you can't look at girls
you can't drink anything
you got to get your kicks in the shadow of fear
You stay out late when they think your young
when they find out, there gonna want you hung
so you try to understand that you might get near
cause your lost alone in the shadow of fear
So you found a chick that you think is fine
but you fell too fast so you lost your mind
society looks, but they turn their ears
you got to get your kicks in...
#FeelingTrapped
#lyrics
#rebellion
#rhyming
#teens
137 reads
4 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
24th Aug 2024 3:39pm
24th Aug 2024 3:39pm
Death of a Child
The sun had just begun its descent, casting a warm glow over the coast of the Black Sea in Ukraine. The day had been calm, the kind of deceptive tranquility that often preceded a storm. The beach, with its golden sand and gentle waves, was a stark contrast to the turmoil that had taken over the country.
The young girl appeared suddenly, a blue dress fluttering against the backdrop of the shore. She was young, her legs carrying her with the determination of one who still believed in the possibility of escape, of survival.
As she ran, her face was etched with...
The young girl appeared suddenly, a blue dress fluttering against the backdrop of the shore. She was young, her legs carrying her with the determination of one who still believed in the possibility of escape, of survival.
As she ran, her face was etched with...
#childhood
#death
#teens #war
#teens #war
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Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
14th Aug 2024 1:28pm
14th Aug 2024 1:28pm
The Neighbor Girl
She was not chosen for him from the multitudes
but she was convenient, the neighbor girl.
They’d played together as children.
Now they played with new game pieces
unwrapped by the passing of time.
Her tongue was not unique, he thought,
but he loved her words and how she formed them,
echoing the sounds from her childhood.
Her lips were the lips of her mother,
ripened in the kindness of history’s whispers,
shaped as a crescent moon smile.
They quivered with a familiar cadence,
a softness inherited, bearing the weight of ...
but she was convenient, the neighbor girl.
They’d played together as children.
Now they played with new game pieces
unwrapped by the passing of time.
Her tongue was not unique, he thought,
but he loved her words and how she formed them,
echoing the sounds from her childhood.
Her lips were the lips of her mother,
ripened in the kindness of history’s whispers,
shaped as a crescent moon smile.
They quivered with a familiar cadence,
a softness inherited, bearing the weight of ...
#childhood
#love
#sex #teens
#sex #teens
299 reads
5 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
12th Aug 2024 11:59pm
12th Aug 2024 11:59pm
High School Prostitute
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
#drugs
#sex
#teens
131 reads
4 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
8th Aug 2024 2:14pm
8th Aug 2024 2:14pm
That Sacred Place
Do hallways carry the sounds of sighing?
Will parents hear their children dying?
With tenderness, and soft embrace,
In the kindness of convulsing grace,
A hardened cock finds pussy sweet
And rests within that sacred place.
Will parents hear their children dying?
With tenderness, and soft embrace,
In the kindness of convulsing grace,
A hardened cock finds pussy sweet
And rests within that sacred place.
#sex
#teens
199 reads
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Oohloulala
Loulou
Loulou
Poem Published
7th Aug 2024 10:46pm
7th Aug 2024 10:46pm
14
You have questions I don’t have the answers to.
I’ve as much of an idea on how to control our moods as I do on conjuring the sun at night.
And despite my best intentions and trying to help, I often can’t figure it out for myself, so here we are, two peas in a pod, not wanting to belong, but surviving.
I think it’s important you recognise this.
That problems this big can’t be fixed with a wish and a kiss.
The journey, transforming through adolescence from kid, is quite simply, life changing.
Remember when you were little and I said “these...
I’ve as much of an idea on how to control our moods as I do on conjuring the sun at night.
And despite my best intentions and trying to help, I often can’t figure it out for myself, so here we are, two peas in a pod, not wanting to belong, but surviving.
I think it’s important you recognise this.
That problems this big can’t be fixed with a wish and a kiss.
The journey, transforming through adolescence from kid, is quite simply, life changing.
Remember when you were little and I said “these...
#childhood
#motherhood
#teens
252 reads
5 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
7th Aug 2024 2:12pm
7th Aug 2024 2:12pm
Growing Up With Eleanor
In a small farming community close to Alton, Iowa, there was a boy with a heart full of dreams and eyes that saw the whole world in one soul. Her name was Eleanor, a girl who he watched as she danced through the stages of life.
As a child Eleanor’s laughter filled the air like music, and her feet moved with the grace of falling leaves. The boy watched from afar, admiring rhythmic sway of her form as she danced on the nimble legs of a young colt. Even then, he knew there was something magical about the girl who twirled in grain fields under the sun's approving gaze.
As...
As a child Eleanor’s laughter filled the air like music, and her feet moved with the grace of falling leaves. The boy watched from afar, admiring rhythmic sway of her form as she danced on the nimble legs of a young colt. Even then, he knew there was something magical about the girl who twirled in grain fields under the sun's approving gaze.
As...
#childhood
#love
#teens
169 reads
2 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2024 2:57pm
3rd Aug 2024 2:57pm
Pink Fairy Tale Bedroom
In that moment, the first of firsts,
We pressed into sacred spaces
Where life whispers its tender beginnings.
A bedroom steeped in pink fairy tales,
Was decorated by hopeful hands before her birth,
Now she, in frantic embrace, takes my novice thrusts,
Clutching me with the earnest innocence of a child.
Her nails tell the story of a mother’s love,
Digging into my back as she whimpers a simple, “Yes.”
Did her mother, in strokes of polished precision,
Imagine the pleasure her daughter’s hands would share?
Silence...
We pressed into sacred spaces
Where life whispers its tender beginnings.
A bedroom steeped in pink fairy tales,
Was decorated by hopeful hands before her birth,
Now she, in frantic embrace, takes my novice thrusts,
Clutching me with the earnest innocence of a child.
Her nails tell the story of a mother’s love,
Digging into my back as she whimpers a simple, “Yes.”
Did her mother, in strokes of polished precision,
Imagine the pleasure her daughter’s hands would share?
Silence...
#FirstLove
#sex
#teens
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