Youth Poems | Examples of Youth Poetry

If true that old age is but a bad habit … what can youth become _____ Divorcing passion from intellect Two orphans created Homeless together — inside of one soul _____ If you want to be free First be a prisoner A captive of prescience An inmate — of self ------- Contradiction … a privilege...Read the rest...

A baseball glove lies on its back in a trunk of items once fresh and youthful now discarded for love and marriage perhaps a stroller whose blue-eyed ...Read the rest...

Written By: D. Collins 5/9/24 A triple-knee crack and a hip not ready to move. Are signs an OG (old guy) should hand over his tools. Don't push it to the limit trying to throw a football. And,...Read the rest...

She turns sixteen one cold December clime He strings dissembling lover’s thorns so girthed The sprouts of pristine virtue split by crime The core is sore, this shriveled Rose is birthed Though frigid Rose, she seeks to now resorb In...Read the rest...

Dream the ambitious dreams of romantic young! Their visions of life have just begun. Encourage their future road. Reassure their load, reachable rung. Teachable, achievable code, in a continuous mode to reap rewards of what they’ve begun. Dream the ambitious dreams of romantic young! ...Read the rest...

Does it all matter? That I am gay, I am a lesbian? Does it all matter? that I am transgender, I am Intersexual? or rather Asexual? tell me, Why does it matter how I walk, How I dress, How I speak. Is my confidence threatening...Read the rest...

Today’s youth, we all agree, have gone to Hell With literature and poetry as well, While, lamentably, these youths we can’t control, They should take care to dance to rock and roll....Read the rest...

What is missing in this city? What is missing in Stockholm, in Paris, In London and Copenhagen, The sun. What is missing in this city? What is missing in Paris, in Brussels, In Honfleur and Geneva, L'ennui What is missing in this city? What...Read the rest...

Learn to get back up, after you fall. Before you ever walked, you crawled Invest in Yourself, explore who you are Find the balance within you and apply it to all Entertain the impossible, a closed mind creates...Read the rest...

(inspired by ‘Dusty Rose Dreaming’ by poet vb) We’re powdered city girls heading into a club, bright orchids entering the hothouse spreading fun with noblesse oblige, qua somethings suited for silver screens. Our attention’s as uncertain as the stock market. Experts...Read the rest...

I don’t speak, I write. I don’t bark, I bite. Though I don't meet your gaze, You're in my mind all of my days. Notes I send each night, Is your response to my delight? You make me think, oh babe, Is...Read the rest...

Oh, the 1990's, songs by Seattle grunge, and boy band's romanticism. Daughter was a cheerleader beauty, blonde effervescence. Petite strength, with her smile of enthusiasm, tossed up in adolescent flight.. Friday night varsity football games, roaring bonfire for the Homecoming in October's night of a...Read the rest...

Almost everyday there's another problem And I don't gotta therapist to help me solve them I don't tell no one this, but when I was young and blitz I'd cry alone and watch the flowers blossom I waste my...Read the rest...

Unheard voices cannot be spoken louder, Unknown persons cannot be known quicker, Unseen masks cannot be revealed sooner, Unspoken words cannot produce a marker. I died with a human once, I made a voyage through the dead ship twice, I forced...Read the rest...

By Poet  "I do not know where the time goes. It just goes running away." Yesterday when Everyone was kind Smiles were on all The faces both young and old Everyone had a hop in their step Reading books from writers...Read the rest...