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.
morning thoughts
Morning Thoughts
Sunday morning, heavy mist clings to the building
the bay of Cascais is shrouded as a grief-striking widow
inaudibly her sigh, but her eyes are still sea green
Ten days ago, I made a prediction that 19000 will die before Israel was sated of spilled blood,
her primitive revenge speaks of Byzantine times
Truly, Israel is a religious state
The local news tells me in the last two years
three hundred thousand Brazilians have immigrated
to Portugal this without fanfare or disapproving remark
from conservative...
Sunday morning, heavy mist clings to the building
the bay of Cascais is shrouded as a grief-striking widow
inaudibly her sigh, but her eyes are still sea green
Ten days ago, I made a prediction that 19000 will die before Israel was sated of spilled blood,
her primitive revenge speaks of Byzantine times
Truly, Israel is a religious state
The local news tells me in the last two years
three hundred thousand Brazilians have immigrated
to Portugal this without fanfare or disapproving remark
from conservative...
#teens
#friendship
#humankind
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Teenagers
A slow kiss
clothes peeling off
bodies smooth
sliding close
in tune with the music
on the car radio.
Shirt buttoned wrong
pants zipper down
hair all a mess
mom and dad frown
girl gets pregnant
shotgun wedding bound.
clothes peeling off
bodies smooth
sliding close
in tune with the music
on the car radio.
Shirt buttoned wrong
pants zipper down
hair all a mess
mom and dad frown
girl gets pregnant
shotgun wedding bound.
#parent
#teens
#sex
#cars
#pregnancy
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The Wolf's Lament
Do you think the wolf cried when it caught you?
Do you think it sobbed for hours after it consumed your heart, feasted on your soul?
You ran so fast,
You must have been exhausted.
You were so small,
Delicate and childlike.
Your grace was unknown,
Your mind not yet mature.
Your legs barely had enough strength to carry you,
And you had ran as much as you could.
When you dropped to the ground,
Feeling the bed you were soon to lie in,
Were you scared?
When those teeth wrapped carefully around your throat, ...
Do you think it sobbed for hours after it consumed your heart, feasted on your soul?
You ran so fast,
You must have been exhausted.
You were so small,
Delicate and childlike.
Your grace was unknown,
Your mind not yet mature.
Your legs barely had enough strength to carry you,
And you had ran as much as you could.
When you dropped to the ground,
Feeling the bed you were soon to lie in,
Were you scared?
When those teeth wrapped carefully around your throat, ...
#sadness
#teens
#childhood
#death
#hurt
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Diary Entry - Photos on the Wall
#teens
#sex
#friendship
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If Everything Were Right
If Everything Were Right
In life's tapestry of twists and turns,
A paradox in each lesson learned:
If all were right, no shadows cast,
Would we truly cherish moments past?
For sweetness blooms in contrast's embrace,
In shadows' dance and challenges we face,
If skies were always clear and bright,
Would stars still dazzle in endless night?
The bitter taste, the uphill climb,
They lend the heart its rhythm, its rhyme,
If everything flowed as a tranquil stream,
Would spirits yearn, would we dare to dream?
The...
In life's tapestry of twists and turns,
A paradox in each lesson learned:
If all were right, no shadows cast,
Would we truly cherish moments past?
For sweetness blooms in contrast's embrace,
In shadows' dance and challenges we face,
If skies were always clear and bright,
Would stars still dazzle in endless night?
The bitter taste, the uphill climb,
They lend the heart its rhythm, its rhyme,
If everything flowed as a tranquil stream,
Would spirits yearn, would we dare to dream?
The...
#teens
#childhood
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Young Love
When I think about you
I think about dads blue F150
And Zac Brown Band CHICKEN FRIED blasting on repeat
Those winding Georgia roads
A little sick and a little in love
We begged our parents for $300 and some alone time
Yours said yes way quicker than mine
Betsy convinced Penny and of course she agreed
10 hours on the road with hands gripped
Together on laps and faces on faces
We became adults in those 3 days alone
To the grocery store we went
“Lets make the perfect grilled cheese” you said
Damn you knew how much I loved...
I think about dads blue F150
And Zac Brown Band CHICKEN FRIED blasting on repeat
Those winding Georgia roads
A little sick and a little in love
We begged our parents for $300 and some alone time
Yours said yes way quicker than mine
Betsy convinced Penny and of course she agreed
10 hours on the road with hands gripped
Together on laps and faces on faces
We became adults in those 3 days alone
To the grocery store we went
“Lets make the perfect grilled cheese” you said
Damn you knew how much I loved...
#love
#teens
#travel
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We Should've Let Her Stay Home
Dad find it to
be very
annoying each
time he takes his teenage
daughter along for the
family vacation
because the boys want to hit on her.
be very
annoying each
time he takes his teenage
daughter along for the
family vacation
because the boys want to hit on her.
#father
#teens
#fiction
#dialogue
#daughter
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traveler'd regret
Traveler's regrets
He had been a sailor all his life, a traveler trying to find
the boy he left behind in the haste of becoming an adult.
An autumnal leaf falls into a stream, follows its course
but sometimes, there is a tiny inlet where the leaf gets stuck with other debris before getting loose again and drifting where the stream meets, a river that ends in the sea, becomes a mud bank full of nutrient-attracting
red snappers.
Often, he senses the pain the world suffers at the pain of
the futility of life, to stop for a moment contemplating
He...
He had been a sailor all his life, a traveler trying to find
the boy he left behind in the haste of becoming an adult.
An autumnal leaf falls into a stream, follows its course
but sometimes, there is a tiny inlet where the leaf gets stuck with other debris before getting loose again and drifting where the stream meets, a river that ends in the sea, becomes a mud bank full of nutrient-attracting
red snappers.
Often, he senses the pain the world suffers at the pain of
the futility of life, to stop for a moment contemplating
He...
#women
#teens
#BestFriend
#friendship
#transgender
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My First Sex
#teens
#sex
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Even Though It's September
Maggie knows that
even though
it's September,
she would rather be at
the beach and not be bored
out of her mind sitting
in a classroom and hearing teachers.
even though
it's September,
she would rather be at
the beach and not be bored
out of her mind sitting
in a classroom and hearing teachers.
#teens
#school
#beach
#fall
#fiction
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twins
Twins
40 years ago I let go of the twin that lived inside of me
My twin was a nice person and feared upsetting anyone
hence he had no opinion relying on me being called
unpleasant names.
He was also a heavy drinker and had no respect for women's feelings thinking it was funny when they threw things at me, Yes, it was me who had to take the blame
for his foolish behavior.
I fled in a night of rain, at a time when he would sit in a bar entertaining people (with my money) yes, he was
well-liked and droll, with a deep well of funny jokes
how...
40 years ago I let go of the twin that lived inside of me
My twin was a nice person and feared upsetting anyone
hence he had no opinion relying on me being called
unpleasant names.
He was also a heavy drinker and had no respect for women's feelings thinking it was funny when they threw things at me, Yes, it was me who had to take the blame
for his foolish behavior.
I fled in a night of rain, at a time when he would sit in a bar entertaining people (with my money) yes, he was
well-liked and droll, with a deep well of funny jokes
how...
#teens
#childhood
#aging #nostalgia
#aging #nostalgia
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Her First Night and Simpler Times
He must have glanced down to marvel at her body trembling
with vigor. She was like a young stallion finding her legs.
Her strength and grace had grown
from a childhood spent in dance classes.
I'd spent spent years watching her skills and confidence increase.
The boy who took her that night must have seen the pride in my eyes.
He knew I loved my daughter, a precious girl always amazed with life.
The unworthy boy and his naive lover didn't speak,
but must have held each other as if a gust of wind might
blow them apart at any...
with vigor. She was like a young stallion finding her legs.
Her strength and grace had grown
from a childhood spent in dance classes.
I'd spent spent years watching her skills and confidence increase.
The boy who took her that night must have seen the pride in my eyes.
He knew I loved my daughter, a precious girl always amazed with life.
The unworthy boy and his naive lover didn't speak,
but must have held each other as if a gust of wind might
blow them apart at any...
#teens
#sex
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