by Peter Walsh |
Categories:
anti bullying, friend, hurt, love, sad love,
Sticks and stones, never hurt them bones
Names, cut him to the kwik
They hurt so deep, for to make him weep
More than any club, or stick
See the sun won't shine and it won't be fine
And it won't all fade away
And it don't seem right, that he has to fight
A world that calls him gay
So he'll hang his head and he'll live his life
While his soul is torn in two
Spend his teenage years, with his straight-laced peers
And a heart, so black and blue
The taunting in the classroom
The whispers 'round the bend
The vision of a cold tomb
Oh! will it ever end
My love it's not so different
My dreams are pure and true
Why do you stand in judgement
Of a heart, so black and blue
by Christopher Lampton |
Categories:
angel, beauty, character, crush, dream, feelings
I love the way she walks
I love the way she talks
I love the way she laughs
I love the way she acts
I get this feeling all over
All the way to my toes
I have a crush
A little teenage crush
I don't know what to do
About this lovely little crush
If she only knew
About the way I feel
Maybe she would blush
Maybe she would run away
Maybe she would hug me
Maybe she feels the same
That's wishful thinking
No need to rush
I love the way she smiles
The way she wears her hair
If she only knew
Would she run to me
Don't know what to do
About this lovely little crush
by Rico Leffanta |
Categories:
god, lust, marriage, religion, teen love, truth
One cannot chide
A teenage bride
Who wants it all done proper
To God Above
She swears its love
But God knows that's a whopper!
by Shreyashi Singh |
Categories:
11th grade, bullying,
When you see the scars,
Would you believe?
Would you trust my words?
Would you have faith in me?
When I say I fought hard.
I tried to get up when I fall,
And,
I tried to be the kid you deserve
Would you still love me?
If I am not the same kid anymore,
The urges of mine,
Those constant whine,
All those times when I said I was fine,
I wasn't, I was falling apart,
Maybe you sensed it,
And cuddled me to sleep.
Maybe you thought it as another teenage fit,
Because that was a secret I had to keep.
by Paul Willason |
Categories:
childhood, love, self, teenage,
Emerging from my teens
I had a head full
of ghosts to escape from -
inhabitants of an inner world
I kept to myself. Future life
was over there,
at the end of a train line,
a long road, the last port
of call on a ship's long voyage.
I could never get far enough
away - they always
found me hiding in some
masquerade, a clever cover
concocted to conceal -
at times I even fooled myself.
Mirrors were a bane,
they told the truth
and so I learned to look away.
A lifetime on
they are still with me but now
I know each by name.
There are days
when they draw close
and become weepy
as if seeking love,
though still afraid to leave
the refuge of my shadow.
by Lisha Porwal |
Categories:
confusion, fun, mental illness, school, teen, teenage
Hindi, English, maths are mine
Science so boring from my sight
I wanna fight with social science
Maths: my passion,
English: love
Hindi, you an Indian law
All you Britishers meet me once
I will show you in just a punch
Not only me, but generations hate you
So it's not a punch, some punches
You were one,
The event was one,
You died only once,
But appears in million
And costs OUR marks
Now you! ....science,
You are so deep
And sweet
Yet a freak
Please be peasy
Make me easy
Coz, I like you
When I get you
Be a good sub
Be a good sub
Maths...you grow up!
On your own, all your problems solve up,
And if not,
I am to solve.
by Tasha Taylor |
Categories:
cute love, feelings, giggle, smile, student, teenage
I see you walking down the hall.
Your gorgeous blonde hair,
Thoughtful blue eyes, and
Perfect smile make me flustered.
I try to disappear into myself
When I will pass you.
A God like you doesn't notice
People who are like me.
Somehow, you catch my eye
And you wink at me as we pass.
When you can't see me anymore,
A smile lights up my face.
The impossible actually happened!
I am left grinning like a giggly idiot,
Getting concerned glances by others.
Yet, I don't care because you smiled at me:
You with your sunshine hair,
Deep, blue ocean eyes, and
your contagious smile.
My smile glows because of your smile.
by Timothy Hicks |
Categories:
anxiety, emotions, fear, feelings, first love, teenage
I've walked barefoot through boiling sand, you don't even know.
Tried many times to grasp your hand, you don't even know.
To letters written then burnt; signals typed then canceled -
I rode this crazy train unmanned, you don't even know.
Sent roses signed anonymous to inspire a smile;
I sat and watched but didn't stand, you don't even know.
A picnic atop the roof, watching stars reflect off
of blue eyes . . . all this I had planned, you don't even know.
Timothy stutters at the words so instead he writes;
he's tried his best to tell you and you don't even know.
by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories:
teenage,
Altered, boisterous, confounded, disruptive, energetic, fine-tune, growing.
Hyper, inquisitive, jokesters kindling love, mystified.
Nervously obsessive, pubescences question radical substance, surprising.
Teasing, uncontrollably visiting wild, xanadu youthful zest.
Copyright October 15, 2014
by Ridge Mayberry |
Categories:
life, teen
Listen to me
As I tell you what you don’t see,
The teenage struggles of today.
I tell you what I say
Is true.
Teenagers do struggle through
Life as we know it.
So why don’t you sit
And listen to the truth of
How teens struggle in love
Looking for the one to call my dove.
How they struggle through school
Just trying to be cool,
To make the grade,
So the knowledge won’t fade.
We struggle with the bully
And popularity.
We struggle to find who we are,
Searching low and far.
I hope this helps you to see
What it’s like to be
A teen whose troubles are unseen.
by Jan Allison |
Categories:
humorous, school, teenage, work,
Sometimes my work is the pits -
Teenagers popping their zits
With consummate art
They burp and they fart …
I still love my job to bits!
17th November 2015
by Mohamed Adel |
Categories:
leaving, lost love, love, love hurts,
Why should we be in love though it’ll end?
And we both know so, so why should we start?
Knowing that our feelings and time in vain spent
And we gain nothing but the aching of the heart
It is a matter of time till our parting
I think we should not better commence
A journey that has a joyful starting
But shortly in sadness and tears ends
Stop using your heart and use your mind
For the heart sometimes be so reckless
Think of our alleged love and you shall find
That our exertions will be worthless
Teenage love shall give us nothing but pain
And we may love each other, but in vain
by Diana Rosser |
Categories:
love,
You are my love, my Garden of Eden,
my safe harbour in life’s hostile tempest.
The place I fold into when all things else
have left me raging and almost beaten.
When desolate clouds have choked all reason
and dark grim despair beguiled comforts rest,
where even natures hand remains unblessed,
there you abide through every season
an anomalous beam in sightless mist.
Though ripeness has stolen youth’s bright lustre
you smell as sweet as those first teenage days.
Summer meadows still lie within your kiss
and bound within the curve of you, laughter
still exists amidst dreams and loves warm gaze.
by Katherine Stella |
Categories:
adventure, childhood, dedication, education, fantasy, children
< seventh grade third hour spelling teacher
heartbeat is just a silly love beat
Tribute To
Teenage Crushes
On Teacher's LOL
by Curtis Moorman |
Categories:
love,
A KISS UNDER THE MISTLETOE
A kiss under the mistletoe
Is always a great delight
You can find a convenient time
To be there when its right
Watching all the pretty girls
To see which one will be
Caught beneath the mistletoe
To share a kiss with me
From teenage years until today
For more than sixty years
I still recall each tender kiss
And my eyes will fill with tears
What a wonderful way
To spend your life
When the girl you kissed
Turns out to be your wife
20 December 2013
by Michael Branche Jr. |
Categories:
beautiful, girlfriend, hope, love, romance, teenage
Can i drift away in your silhouette?
or just stare consciously at the road ahead
for technique is lucrative in the battle
but whats a battle if you're already dead
listen carefully
I'm planning to subvert the misfit
who is unworthy of the crown
but sovereignty doesn't appeal to me
in all honesty if darkness attacks
all i want is you beside me
the love would be all the protection we need
but when your gone i would be...
waiting for the second coming
and you my goddess
are made in my image in likeness??.
by Boipelo Mo |
Categories:
high school, image, psychological, teenage,
The mirror is her worst enemy
Yet she looks at it everyday
The magazines girl so skinny
She wishes,starves and runs her weight down
Should she be this way?
Should she hate the mirror?
Why can't the mirror be her best friend?
She was told she's too fat
Loose weight,get taller wear make up
She was once a happy little girl
Until her smile was taken away
She now feels unwanted
And she doesn't know love
Her self esteem has reached her breaking point
And suicide was a choice she made
by Anindya Mohan Tagore |
Categories:
first love, memory, soccer, teenage,
Way back then when I was just ten
My brain was purely devil's den
All sorts of studies - made me ill
Opened books were my sleeping pills
Started looking at girls - through pane
Way back then when I was just ten
From the elder sis of my friend
Got first love letter - 'was refrained
Playing football was my passion
Wear bell bottom - was the fashion
Way back then when I was just ten
There was Phantom and no Ben Ten
First fight with peers, first taste of blood
First taste of kiss on my taste bud
I used to live - in a bye lane
Way back then when I was just ten
26.01.16
by Eve Roper |
Categories:
children, family,
one, two, and three swings
higher, higher reach the sky
blossoms worn away
Teenage dreams of love and romance my life I had just begun
When sweet peace holds my breast, Jessie three, James two, and Mason one.
2/28/2019
by James Allen |
Categories:
anger, dream, inspirational love, teenage, today, wind
The lights came on
But I left my eyes shut
I dont want to leave yet
by Harry Horsman |
Categories:
love,
What is an old head
to do when reeling in love
with a renewed heart,
might of her adrenaline
flows through teenage affection.
© Harry J Horsman 2013
by Corine Wilson |
Categories:
confidence, encouraging, , cute, , Lullaby
Girls when your climbing the ladder of success, don’t let them stop you from doing your best.
Don’t believe the words I love you, when all they care to see is you not getting through.
They say you’re cute/they say you’re fine, but nine months later they say you’re not mine.
Keep your head held up high, so you won’t have to be singing a lullaby.
by Ridge Mayberry |
Categories:
childhood, teen
Listen to me
As I tell you what you don’t see,
The teenage struggles of today.
I tell you what I say
Is true.
Teenagers do struggle through
Life as we know it.
So why don’t you sit
And listen to the truth of
How teens struggle in love
Looking for the one to call my dove.
How they struggle through school
Just trying to be cool,
To make the grade,
So the knowledge won’t fade
We struggle with the bully
And popularity.
We struggle to find who we are,
Searching low and far.
I hope this helps you to see
What it’s like to be
A teen whose troubles are unseen.
by Anbes Rawal |
Categories:
age, beauty, dream, rain, satire, teenage
Those were the days of my youth
I was young and I was wild
Days were young and I was new
When money became my pride
I was searching in all the places
To see what I was gonna be
Searching all around the world
Not knowing, the answer's within me
I was blind in my pride
Love made it hard to see
Didn't know?really money
Could be my enemy
Took me days and I grew old
Finally I found the truth
Love and money had ruined my days
The precious days of my youth
by Molly Cooper |
Categories:
life, love, sonlove,
Feeling forgotten in so many ways……
Friends to support me, I reach out for
The love he used to give me so freely
I wish he knew, how he breaks my heart
And fills it with love so completely
I tell him, yet he’s not listening
He cannot hear with the ipod in his ear…
His choices (he has made it very clear)
It’s like he is being driven by some outside force
Like a teenage “Driving Mrs. Daisy” of sorts
All I can do is love him, try to guide him in the right direction
And hope that his “Onstar” is on course
I’m still his mom til’ the end of his days
Feeling Forgotten in so many ways….