20 Poems - Poems about 20

20 Gently! 20 is the age, That many feel, Is life’s apex A self view, Dream’s engage, Visions unreel, Of Youth’s rare vortex, Energy accent ague, Center stage, Focus visions steal, From our older annex, Simcha True! Love gently, yet rage, Agin’ emotion neuter unreal, Cuddle is the text, Sensate Focus is the rule, Be infected via phage, Of 20, Gently! ...

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a swam of bees scarecrow in field stands motionless ...

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Spring (also known as vernal) equinox arrives March 20th, 2025 at 5:01?AM in Northern Hemisphere out of hibernation, sans mancave, I will climb eastern standard time, when calendrical, celestial, and chronological prime airy factors mark onset of temperate clime mitt, also coincides with 'super worm equinox moon,' to this Earthling, would appear no larger than a dime though ironically enough, said satellite of Earth closest to this oblate spheroid whatever esoteric...

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had a good childhood was an awkward teen did well in school worked hard played hard found then lost love posted on March 12, 2025...

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And just when I thought life was turning gray, A beam of sunshine cleaving clouds asunder Strolls into my sight and I must wonder, Who is this that I meet this moody day? That spotlight aura bends gravity around her, I’m attracted, drawn in by her mystique. And following her hypnotic physique, I try to speak—but stutter, then flounder. She’s tall, dark-haired,...

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Some days are Mondays But most of them were Fridays- And then Saturday ...

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firstly notice the neatly combed hair arms and hands would be needed for that I detect something amiss the breadth of those shoulders not those of a keen swimmer how location and the individual attributes conflict whilst beauty is only skin deep I smell a rat when skin isn't skin deep I'm in no position to judge a head full of metal...

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As a child growing up with blurred vision I use to wonder… could anything be worse? But the older I grew I began to see my blurry vision as a blessing…not a curse. When other children called me four-eyes… I knew that wasn’t right…. but it made me hate to wear the very thing that would improve my sight. Looking back…I’d like to...

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Number 19 ...

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Love disappeared and left me longing a broken home topped off with losing it To be wrong for trying to conclude the madness to be able to concede but unable to retreat Made me Frankenstein a monster whose reflection made me want to vomit A child produced from the broken home just for one side to perceive as if he was...

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Enclosed around parental safeguard my personhood was exposed to freedom bound by subjection to authorities which my mind never questioned since I acknowledged such as the ideal… Then my sense of freedom was gripped with skepticism when attacked by liberation-rationality issues human intellect could not fathom in my freshman year as a struggling college activist merging with peers in...

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In shadows deep, where silence lay, A moment came and stole the day. A choice I made, with a very heavy heart, Unraveled dreams oh it tore me apart. I watched the light fade infront of my eyes, As questions swirled, like quiet lies. “Why did this happen?” travelled...

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Once I shared a long hidden secret with the one, I thought was my friend, through and through. But little did I think it would hit back on me Like a boomerang, breaking my heart. She betrayed my trust with my reputation at stake. Within days, it became a juicy gossip, A fodder for many to ruminate and cud. What...

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Hindsight 20: 20 ...

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When I was in high school, I had a fall, It was from a cycle, but changed my all; I had ligament tear in my right foot, Could not go to school, got typhoid to boot; Weak in my body and stressed in my mind, When I did go back, I fell way behind; I lost my life's purpose, Despair set in,...

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