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Dream Girl

When I gaze into her eyes, I see days that we could praise
Just the beauty in her face, her smile puts me in a daze
In my eyes, she's the best thing walking, honestly and simply
And right now I remain hoping that one day we could align like perfect symmetry
I remind her each time we interact, on how I wanted her since elementary
But now my confidence has rose, I feel now I'm deserving and she could be my Olympic gold
But as a man I must admit, that it would hurt me mentally, if she told me she opposed
Still my attempts are continuous because I want what's at the end
She makes me nervous and happy as I observe every gorgeous bend
I admit proudly that she could truly make me melt
And forever I'm crushing on her even once I get the positioned yearned
As you can now tell, this is no possible form of lust
Because I could name many things that I want from her besides to touch
It's been growing inside me over the years, a strong urge mixed with mild fear
Millions of sweet words, that I wanted to place in her ears
I always wanted to express myself, but feared she might not feel the same
I know that with the time I've taken, that now is my awaited chance
So I must capture her attention before I miss that opportunity
Some other guy comes along and takes away the room for me
I understand of myself, that different is truly my description
Forever young, but now I feel too old to still feel the same about my childhood crush
So writing this informative, passionately sweet poem was a must
And if it wasn't clear before, I feel this should add that glimmering touch
To whom it's designed for, I request nothing more
My only wish at this point is that you smile and recognize that it's been you whom I adored

                            By: Quiayren Young

Copyright © Quiayren Young | Year Posted 2014



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Sweet N Sour

I wud luv 2luv again, becuz once I felt I did

It appeared enjoyable, until we met that ruff n rugged end

Its funny with how ya world turns from being sweet 2 a bitter sour

Then bacc to sweet again, like da sour patch kids

But being da man I've grown 2be, I've gotten a sweet tooth again

Lately, there's been another special lady to myself

But I wouldn't know how to begin......

She's beautiful in many ways, that she doesn't even realize

I love da skin she's in, her smile, her style, her humor n complex mind

Tho she can be difficult at times, truthfully I like it this way

A possible future of happiness, but only God could say

But if left up to me, we'll be happy always

All it takes is for her to open up 2 me, n I'll do da same

Then we could enjoy more than each others body

Becuz I want more for us n 2 give her all

So let's unite mentally, spiritually, emotionally n share wit each other our hearts

        By: Quiayren Young

Copyright © Quiayren Young | Year Posted 2014

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I Write

I write because I am blessed Each time I grab the pen and pad, there’s a message to be expressed Why did he choose me? That reason is still unknown But I dream daily to find out why All before I am dead and gone But fact is he chose me, so I must take on the skill And everyone knows the mind will give out Before your body ever will I write because I am blessed Meaning I am very bold, adventurous and strong minded So every time I choose to write, if there’s a message Surely I will find it I can speak on any topic in many different styles Making me mostly who I am A versatile child I write because I am blessed By: Quiayren D. Young

Copyright © Quiayren Young | Year Posted 2011

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Pain Struck

A life filled with pain, clearly that’s no way to be And some people couldn’t imagine, all the things that I see But its one thing I do know, there’s no one out there exactly like me Many times I feel an outcast, and my days are dark and gray Then a higher power guides me to the light, and makes me see another day I’m a man and I won’t deny, sometimes I wish there was another way Because I wonder, why should people as gifted as me Should feel so much pain and hate A life filled with pain, basically all I’ve ever seen And some people just don’t know how it feels To walk a strip of grass that never seems to be green To dream for better days, and work for things you never do receive And to wake up every morning, looking for all the snakes to leave Sometimes I sit and pray, that I could have all things my way A child of my own, that I could raise and show better days A beneficial job, that does better than what the last paid And I see that’s just a dream because I still wake to shady days A life filled with pain, it just seems to be what’s meant for me And I wake up daily, hoping to once find my destiny But I am coming to realize, that this is where my life lies So my many days of pain, there are many more to arise Then I am sometimes due and given a blessing That seems to somehow reverse, and leaving me in pain I still feel I am a man, who deserves so much more out of life When in the end, it all seems nothing to gain But the “man in the mirror” tells me, I deserve more than hate and pain So before I leave this earth, I want to go out with a well known name By: Quiayren Young

Copyright © Quiayren Young | Year Posted 2011

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True Love

It is something that staggers through many hearts and minds Sometimes bringing joy or simply leaving emptiness behind Something that is usually meant to be But not often clear to see Love is something special that only a few can touch This is something not to be mistaken for your ordinary lust It ventures through all our lives Only a few to accept whats real But this time it’s clear to see That this love was to unite you and me This love is actually real Something meant for us To express how we truly feel And bring forth this marriage As we share our True Love! By: Quiayren D. Young

Copyright © Quiayren Young | Year Posted 2011



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I Remember

I remember days back in high school
Where I contemplated on different ways to approach you
I appeared mean, fierce, and tough to most
But only a select few that I was actually willing to fold to
I admit that you were in my top two
But whether you were number one or two, I wouldn’t tell you
A woman of pure beauty with various talents
Honestly, I believe that any man alive would love to hold you

The simplest form of a man's dream
I could say you have definitely met every characteristic to a tee
With your beautiful hair covering the dimples in your cheeks
I mean, really a sight for all deserving men to see
I used to enjoy to see you walk
And sit down in the room, which at the time seemed too far to speak
But I made a way, just so you would notice me
It turned out to be, me writing you some passionately sweet poetry

Copyright © Quiayren Young | Year Posted 2011

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Taking It There

I’m gone take it there because all I got in this world is love
I thank my fam, thank my lover, thank the man above
And when i’m on an anger streak, I can take it there
When i’m down and out of breath, my lovers give me air
A fair skinned female, with long black hair
Got credentials for any job, attitude like I don’t care
When i’m off up in the school, there’s not a worry in the world
I got the smarts and pretty face, my goal is to graduate
Just a few weeks away, the senior essay I must ace
Trying to balance track, school, and work
But not a problem in my case
I just take it step by step; I got to make it through these days
Independence is the search, so I can have it my way
Just like the birds when they learn to fly, I want to soar with pride
So even though it appears that I don’t care
For my family, i'm willing to take it there

By: Quiayren Young

Copyright © Quiayren Young | Year Posted 2011

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Life Driven

I sit and wonder in an expressionless state Is everything in life really set by fate? I have many things to be thankful for But still so many things I hate And if fate is truly what determines life Can anyone explain the existence of wrong or right? For now I’m lost drifting in the dark Still searching for a brighter light I’m constantly told to stay strong and keep faith But sometimes I ponder, can I really trust In a man I can never see face to face I need clarity on life And who or what really determines my flight I’m starting to believe in myself And just say I set my own path But every time I begin to speak on the topic There comes a subconscious relapse Leaving me still bewildered on the concept of life I guess because it’s meant for wonderers like me To never understand what truly drives life By: Quiayren D. Young

Copyright © Quiayren Young | Year Posted 2011


Book: Shattered Sighs