Love Poems About Growing Up or Growing Up Love Poems
by Tim Smith |
Categories: love,

Whisper Soft Into the Night

Distant prayers echo through a lilac sky
light flickers brilliantly in angelic eyes
a yellow crocheted blanket falls to the floor
and a growing heart winks inside.

Kindness breeds kindness in a precious heart
and a kindred spirit lifts and flies free. 
helping our fellow man in need  
forgiving selfishness and greed

Open up your heart and mind
another child feeds a hungry soul
for one who loves to love, the greatest
blessing of all, is seeing the one you love, love

Whisper soft into the night my dire want
let the rains wash down a growing grace
carry off grandeur into a sequel led estate
as a simple smile adorns a very humble face

by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: love, nature,

The Rose Bowl

The sky is a gigantic bowl of pink turned upside down, spilling soft rose petals that peeked out from beneath snow white billowed clouds till - fully blossomed - they burst forth. Growing radiant at the edge of twilight, they’ve scattered as rubescent streaks falling, lush and luminescent, as we watch in solitude. No parade this evening - just you and I aglow, wishing for an eternity to be like this: so splendidly in love. . . in the pink. Title and first line changed back to original Submitted Oct. 5, 2021 (#8 word - Rosy) for '''R'' Contest, New or Old' Contest Info Sponsor: Constance La France

by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:

This Night

I’m driftwood, and I’m floating out to sea as sun descends upon my home - the grove of trees whose fragrance still remains with me. And likewise, heaven’s work of art, a mauve surrounding me, now permeates my soul. Warm water, in the twilight growing cold, is rocking me. Beneath dark blue, a shoal moves swiftly; overhead there will unfold the myriad of stars in semblance of a giant carousel in dimming sky. Those stars that glitter for the grove I love will glitter too for me, where here I lie alone, enraptured. . . and I think I might drift evermore, enveloped by this night.


by Richard Palmer |
Categories: faith, religion, uplifting, prayer, love, prayer,

Prayer

One more morning,after one more night,
One more thanks for keeping things right,
One prayer to bed,one as you rise,
Good morning God,thanks for another sun rise,
Prayer is the fuel that keep us going,
Through troubled times,pray for strength keep rowing,
And without fear step out,face the unknowing,
Although all around negativity blowing,
Every day,even one positive seed,try sowing,
Within my veins,God love is flowing,
God is my friend,the devil,not interested to know him,
Here comes the garbage truck,over there throw him,
Don't just say you love God,pray show Him,
Remember prayer keeps us,spiritual growing...

by Rickie Elpusan |
Categories: loss, love, nostalgia, sad, time,

Carved On a Willow

carved on a willow
our love growing out of reach

by Liam Mcdaid |
Categories: beautiful, care, flower, heart, love, magic, moon,

Held Upon a Moonbeam Sighs

Visions of a way forward 
raising the curtains dream magic
stepping into the spotlight view 
captivating under a harvest moon

Rocked in the cradle of thoughts 
your the flower sweetly awakening 
deeply flames warmly embrace sunshine beams 
growing beautiful rose petals tenderly touch deeply

When I trace your heart's echo 
kissing this soul softly within dewdrops 
weeping starlight tears of a breathless sigh 
where the sunbeams dance with brilliance

Golden inside your rays honey 
deliciously lights up priceless perfect 
holding the breath for a moment love 
our time shining purely unique sharing

by Robert Johnson |
Categories: growing up,

Before the End

Sunflowers and dandelions. 
Sometimes in life it's a fine line.
We go outside to breathe the air.
Look around, try not to stare.

The little children play and run.
The girls are screaming, having fun.
Little boys follow along.
Learning the words to write the song.

A bouquet of summer's sweet refrain.
A timeless imprint on your brain.
To carry us into the night.
Beyond what sunshine brings to light.

After all the dreams come true.
But get lost in the dawning dew.
Only glimpses of love survive.
As you awake having to strive.

Finally finding out the truth.
About our fantasy's in youth.
All we wanted was a friend.
And a little love before the end.

by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories: angst, appreciation, beauty, desire, endurance,

Not So Easy Rider

I wish to return to beauty
instead of the mundane
To marvel at rainbows
glistening in the rain

To feel melancholy 
Life’s mysteries to explain
Choo Choo engine progress
days chugging like a train

The mysteries of oceans
far deeper than my pain
Why do I live carelessly
while others have to strain

I was born out of love
yet love is hard to maintain
My spirit begs me to listen
why do I yield to my brain

Yet desire keeps growing
I pray it will not wane 
Life’s a horse to be ridden
I’ll cling tightly to its mane!

by Quoth Theraven |
Categories: devotion, growing up, morning, true love,

What Font Type the Heart

Who was it that first said..  
'the eyes are the window to the soul'..
who's eyes did they envision..
and how did they know?

And what of sweet wetted fingers that comb..
to straighten this messed heart cowlick I own.

Few well paired wanderlust seek a divine pardon..
still fancy the folly of youth's far flung travels.
Two trespass meadow lost to petal lined garden,
til intimacy's last mystery unravels.

Darting dawn awakes to write upon love's torn page.. 
parting drawn in true type font in spite of heart's age.

by Nina Hernandez |
Categories: angst, daughter, death, depression, devotion, family, fantasy, imagination, love, mother, sad, dark, dark, rose,

The Rose

Once bloomed a rose so young and fair
With dark brown eyes and long black hair

Beside her be a tall dark tree
Whose branches stretch to smother thee

Too close beside the shadowy bark
That soon begins to leave its mark

She cries for help, but none shall hear
Her thorns too sharp, who’d dare go near?

To save this rose, who’d risk their life?
With naught to gain but pain and strife

Alone, afraid, she lays to rest
Her heart beats low inside her chest

And with the hour growing near
She sheds her final grieving tear

And so the rose soon falls asunder
Her final day, eternal slumber

She lies beside the old dark tree
The only one who mourns for thee

by Anne-Lise Andresen |
Categories: beauty, celebration, passion, summer,

- the Summer Strength and Beauty -

The birds in the garden singing their songs

They tell their story with the heart of summer

A place of silence and aromatic flowers

Where hearts dance of happiness, passion and love

This sweet moment, with blue lilies growing in edge of the road

I can not find reality more beautiful anywhere else

It is a thought of escape from the world of realities

Where my heart is resting and nothing can disturb






03.07.2015 A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved

by Liam Mcdaid |
Categories: angel, beautiful, beauty, blessing, emotions, feelings, love,

Enchanting Whispers

Enchantment of this soul 
breathing inside the magic aroma.
Under the hawthorn bush a fragrance lingers 
appearing out of thin air my dream 

Lunar circle turning over earthern thoughts
a strawberry cream moon softly whispers 
Under the green turf you are held solid diamond 
the beauty of midnight tolls 

Growing all over the castle walls ivy emotions
gripping feelings cotton soft slippers hold a print 
Embracing cold stone warmly clinging onto chambers walls 
Transforming kisses tenderly inside the heart and soul

by Line Gauthier |
Categories: encouraging, future, growing up, life, love, mother, pride,

A Mother's Love

My child,
As you climb
Life’s journey
To the best of my ability
I will have your back
And steady your ladder
Always I will encourage you
So whenever you look back
You will see my smiling face
Supporting and proud
Cheering you on
Unwavering I will be
At the foot of your ladder



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~A CHILD'S WORLD~ 2020

AP: 1st place 2020

Submitted on April 23, 2019 for contest THE SMILE AT THE FOOT OF A LADDER sponsored by CRAIG CORNISH

by Janis Thompson |
Categories: devotion, romance,

The God Seeds

The God Seeds

in the midnight summer solstice
out in air alive with fireflies
floats young lovers and their wishes
exciting moments hand and hand
hold the mind in solid silence
contemplating on the romance
to be shared in heat of passion
just a touch is hot attraction
till coming dawn all fresh with dew

with a sum of years, they ponder
deep within to nurture God seeds
of a rich devotion aging
from eye to eye and lips to heart
of the man and of the woman
imparting joy and love to keep
a constant growing in the soul
an empathy says someone cares
to walk together when their old

7/25/17

by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: love,

With Joy Overflowing

Romance is in bloom when it's new and sweet like rose buds opening. Love is growing! The flutter feeling each time that you meet; the kisses and the knowing you are glowing! The realizing that you feel complete and your heart with joy is overflowing. Nothing else could be more worth living for. Oh, to keep it going forevermore! Written May 7, 2017

by Michelle Faulkner |
Categories: appreciation, books, community, together,

Library Love

Lingering among the stacks
Interval of serenity, a luxury to
Borrow a world, then bring it back
Riches of printed page, once few
Are carried throughout the community
Requiring only a card to belong
Young and old both given opportunity

Lending literacy to growing minds, strong
Out of many streets, they share the room
Vaulted ideas have a place to bloom
Encyclopedias of adventures to unpack!

1/22/19

by J. Summers |
Categories: words,

Unspoken Words

There are times
when conversation ceases 
and words become 
unnecessary,
giving way to 
sparkling eyes,
gentle hands, 
knowing smiles.

These speak volumes
regarding love,
affection,
friendship.
The roots of which
are firmly set
in bygone years,
growing ever stronger
with each tomorrow.

by David Kavanagh |
Categories: allusion, first love, growing up,

Quiescent

You drifted into my ambience, on a light summers breeze 
  I'd never seen such perfection, carried with so much ease
  We barely interacted, though our eyes may just have met
  Quiescently touching my heart, a moment I'll never forget 


By
David Kavanagh

by Ibad Sultan |
Categories: boyfriend, break up, cute love, girlfriend, love, true love, valentines day,

Dream

We slept together
We dreamt together
We saw a dream of nurturing our emotions
We saw a dream of growing our love
We saw a dream of integrating our souls
But then
You woke up and walked away
And 
I was there to suffer the pain
of our unaccomplished dream.

by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories: best friend, change, friendship, growing up, journey, Lullaby, mother daughter,

Bunny

He’s a sad Bunny
With floppy ears
Sadly button eyes
they can’t shed tears

Bottom of the pile
New toys on top
He needed Beth’s help
To hippity hop

With imagination 
she brought Bunny joy
He was her best friend
More than just a toy

Many years now passed
Beth searches for Bunny
A gift for her baby
who names Bunny Honey

Bunny’s happy again
That fuzzy lovely feel
Hippity hop heaven
Love makes Bunny real

Bunny’s round tail
has long been gone 
But Bunny still sings
lovely bunny songs

She cuddles him close
Pets worn floppy ears
Bright Bunny button eyes
with no need of tears.

by Panagiota Romios |
Categories: baseball, boy, grandmother, grandson, growing up, pride,

Little Man Grown









                                         Little Man Grown
                                            8/18/2023


                         Thirteen years ago, he picked up a bat!

                         In love, he knew where his future was at.

                         In Major League Baseball, you get it?

                         Six-feet, tall now, he can really, hit it!

                         But this Grandma, misses her little tyke, 

                         Who rode a tricycle and flew a silver kite.

                         He’ s a player on junior varsity these days.

                         And in other states, baseball with joy, plays!

by Robin L. Gass |
Categories: hope, inspirational, peace, peopleday,

Growing Goodness

The days, they quickly come and go
who knows about tomorrow.
Will we greet another day
be touched by joy or sorrow?

Why do we waste our precious time
on things like greed and hate
when any day could be the one
we're called to Heavens' gate?

From this day on I choose to live
and fill my life with love
to share the gifts that I've received
from our Lord above.

I'll use my voice to trample hate
where ever it is heard.
Where ever there's a broken heart
I'll place a soothing word.

As these days pass quickly by
I'll do the best I can
to plant the seeds of goodness
into my fellowman.

by Vince Suzadail Jr. |
Categories: music,

Blood Brother

Music needs lyrics to make it whole
Lyrics are words that touch the soul
Listening to one song after another
Springsteen singing "My Blood Brother"
It tells a story of of childhood friends
A genuine love that never ends
Growing up and parting ways
Changes coming in passing days
And it takes me back to the things we did
The friends I had when I was just a kid
Although time has pulled us all apart
I still carry each one in my heart


But the stars are burnin' bright like some mystery uncovered
I'll keep movin' through the dark with you in my heart
My blood brother--Bruce Springsteen

by David Meade |
Categories: love,

Big Hungry Love

hunger                 growinG                 B I G


   savory            sweet                 smells                              fill me


                my                 mouth                    devours                           you



**** Slightly Different ****


       hunger growing big
  savory sweet smells fill me
       your love delicious

  



    @      @
         \/




David Meade
12/10/2014
Live Generously

by Andre Sanders |
Categories: art, depression, devotion, faith, family, father, friendship, growing up, happiness, hope, inspirational, life, love, peace, urban,

Battle of the Words

Bravery is the father of fears
Dreams are distant cousins of nightmares
Hope is the sister of prayers
Every night shame lays down and gets screwed by despair
Pollution abuses Mrs. atmosphere
It's a battle between personality and reality 
But obviously nobody cares
Maybe it's because big tough is the uncle of little scared
Planning is deeply in love with prepared
Procrastination is the biggest enemy of determination
Ignorance is jealous of realization
Sometimes strength can get sneak attacked by temptation
Silence can never defeat a great proclamation
When the brain disagrees with the heart
The body dies of complications


Love your self...