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Alliteration Teen Poems | Alliteration Poems About Teen

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"Sorry" doesn't cut it.
Well neither does a butter knife.
I guess I'll have to say "sorry" 
For being in your life.
"Sorry" for being black.
And doing what i do best.
Instead of studying for a test.
"Sorry" for being imperfect
"Sorry" for getting sick
"Sorry" for being a man
"Sorry" for makin' you tick
There are some things you cannot change
Like color and heredity.
There's one thing I forgot to say.
"Sorry" for bein' me.

This is sort of a sarcastic poem. I love me. :)

Copyright © Jonathan White | Year Posted 2006

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Miss Daisy

We always knew Miss Daisy
Was crazy. 
The way she said things 
Then played with her bangs. 
Her shirt
Covered in dirt
She let her head fall back 
And scream, "that was wack!"
But Miss Daisy, 
And her crazy
Didn't like to leave. 
And me being naïve
Thought it was okay. 
To say
"Miss Daisy, 
Just lately,
You've been 
Awfully thin.
Maybe we need 
To feed."
Miss Daisy
And her crazy. 

Copyright © Brianna Hollister | Year Posted 2016

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my angel

i ask my self why!
the sky is always blue?
why the  sun  shining
when i always look at you?

i ash my self why.
you glow in the sun?
are you my angel
the girl  he sent from above?

but who cares where still keeping it strong.

i just like it when u hold my hand 
and you wont let go
seem like  YOUR AFAIR I WILL LEAVE you


i like everything you say
and everything you do
you are my angel
baby i love you

life is short
so lets make it go by slow
lets do everything we can 
just dont let go

if your sad and can't sleep  and just setting there in ur bed
i'll stay up all night untill you get your rest

im here for long run baby
and i am going to stay and keep my love true

and talk all night on the phone
stay up for hours just to talk to you

i keep you in my dreams
i no im in yours
your my angel
ur the one every one wish for and i adore

i put my hand on my cross and pray to him
thank you lord for this present you sent!

Copyright © westley newcomb | Year Posted 2007

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To Conceive and Let Go

You lay down with a man 
For the very first time
Unknowingly conceive a child
That will soon die

And now you can’t figure out why
You didn’t make him wear protection
So you wouldn’t end up pregnant
And to save your body from infection

Now this child who deserved a chance
Will die before become a fetus

You could have taken care of that child
Or given it to family you could trust
But this one night 
Of infatuation and lust

Brought about unplanned pregnancy
But you choose not to
Face up to your responsibility

You go and abort this child 
Without thinking twice
But you know in your heart
That its just not right

You’re only sixteen
But what does that mean?

You were old enough to spread your legs
And old enough to have a man in your bed
But can’t take care of a child
You had without being wed

So because of your naïve childish ways
Your baby never got to see
The light of one day

Copyright © Lanikka Wright | Year Posted 2006

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F is for friends

Fantastic friends fry fresh fish friday for fun

Copyright © Harley Green | Year Posted 2011

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I Am

I am 
I am sick and tired of who I am
I feel like I'm stuck and I can't get out
I am annoyed of her 
I am annoyed of my family and I can't do anything about it 
I am
I am lost
I can't find my way through this feeling
I am scared
I'm scared that I will never be the same
I am
I am lonely
I don't have anyone to look up to
I am not allowed
I can't fight back I can't even run away from it even if I tried
I am

Copyright © Lina Ramirez | Year Posted 2013

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Just Me

I walk in a daze never somber
I speak from my heart ever fonder
I see the light in each person and ponder 
Why is she so different you might wonder 
I will brief you this that's just me 

All the fuss about what to wear closets calling
I find discrimination and popularity terribly galling 
I sink so deep into books the words alluring
Why is she so divergent you may be mulling
I disclose this to you that's just me

I fall in love Yes! as a true Aries so easily
My heart could shatter just as needlessly 
I love the wind gallivanting by teasingly
Why is she so fragile you think repeatedly
I will inform you this that's just me

I enjoy the beat from music in discretion
I believe in my ability to sing without question 
I dance without a care for the haters aggression
Why is she so obsessed with music you think mid-session
Well my friends this is my utmost confession in possession of concession
That's just me

Copyright © Emerald Bekoe | Year Posted 2016

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Crochety,crusty and cross,
ever at a loss;
testy,touchy and huffy,
full of fickle fears,
impulsive teenage years.

Sulky,sullen then glad
faddish,fretful or sad;
tense,dejected and downcast,
each day changing fast.

Like a chameleon cast
by teens that,oh so slowly pass.

Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2007

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The Days Go By, And Still I Think Of You

I'm suffocating in my skin
My happiness is wearing thin
Please just let this end
Please just comprehend
That you're hurting me now more then ever before
Oh how can I implore
How much I love you so
How much you'll never know
When you used to hold me in your arms
When you used to wrap me in your charms
Back when it was just you and me
Back when we knew how to be
Those were the days
But now its all so far away

Love is so confusing
And lust is so amusing
Perhaps we will never be happy
Perhaps we'll always think love is sappy

Then again, maybe happiness will come our way
Then again, maybe we'll be together one day
I hope you know that I hate this feeling
Being tormented by one human being
You're all that fills my head
As I lie awake in this empty bed
Oh how I hope to hold you're hand
Oh how I wish life werent so bland
Cause pain is the only thing real
The one thing that can't be concealed

But just know
That seeing you with her kills me so
But no one cares about me anymore
This heart becomes more sore

Waiting for someone to hear me
Waiting for someone to see
That my life is flashing before my eyes
Hoping someone can sympathize
Myself confidence has gone down the drain
Oh, I think I'm going insane
But dont worry about dramatic me
Dont worry about my life of misery
No, dont listen; no, dont care
Dont say that you'll always be there
I know I don't matter to you
I know you dont know what to do

I still dont know what went wrong
I still try to be so strong
But being near you everyday
Has left my heart astray
Our good times fade away
My happy days turn to gray
My heart burns to dust
How could you betray my trust?

If you only knew
All the things that I've been through
You'd understand
You'd comprehend
Why its so hard to survive
Why its so hard to stay alive
Well, goodbye, I'm slipping away
I might not see you after today
So let me leave you with this little piece, these little lines
Maybe you'll understand them in time....

Copyright © Kiara Lowdog | Year Posted 2007

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She girl

She lives with friends.
She meets her loves.
She starts her work.
She sits as a dove.
She runs her life.
She's got all that.
But then she's found
Dead on the track.

Copyright © Marina Beaufort | Year Posted 2012

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A lament of texting.
I regret the suplantation of
Conversation with  random
Truncations of thought and 
Ideas into texting

As if a few thumb prints on 
A “key board”  were 
Satisfactory substitutions
For actual communication!
Talking involves randomly synchronized
Exchanges of phrases, 
One layered upon or bouncing
Against another.

Real worlds  and Ideas
don’t fit into three hundred 
Thousand sound bites,
Much less into text messages, 
Of any length on any

If all you have to say to your
Is through text messaging,
then please don’t

_   _     _

April 24, 2010

Copyright © John Zoller | Year Posted 2010

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House To House

House to house 
A passing, admiring scent

Hold me...we'll pass 
House to house 
You are still apart of me

Hold your horses
Fight the tears
Wipe them away until everything

House to house
Passing by torment
Do you know the hint?

When time runs out
I wait till some sun
Peaks in this forbidden forest
Tormented by breaking summers

Drenched...on no one's side
Just stay near...beside...abide
We'll stay house to house

Excited by curiosity 
There will be a house for us
At last

A key to joy 
Let us go...explore this terrain 

We'll have a roof
To push aside the rain
To clear our years away

We are definitely here to stay 

House to house
Torment to joy
We are invited
To stay here forever 

At last

Without no guilt
There is no way
That I'm moving
No more

This desire
Ruins me to the core

I'm sure
At last
With my lady friend
And began to tend 
Our wanted life
House to house 
Dealing with passing 
To and fro by searching
House to house 

At last!

Copyright © JW Earnings | Year Posted 2011

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Glad,hedonistic lad;
Delighting in delectations,
Amusing affectations,
Posturing pretension
with ogling ostentation!

Professing pleasure seeking
Confessing,leisure leaning.
Reputation so revealing,
Passe peer appealing!

Superficial and artificial;
Pleasure without measure.

Sad,sad,sad ! Hedonistic lad!

Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2007

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Thirteen and Five Sixths

Those eyes
Wake up exuberance
Welcome early rituals
Wittily warming pop tarts
Whimsy’s gaze flirts away frowns . 

Those eyes
Scan pages, screens,  faces
Strip lovely from ugly,
Sublime from crass illusion
Cynicism yet unsown. 

Those eyes 
Tears well up in wonder
Trying to comprehend
Troubling implications of
Truths terribly distorted.

Those eyes
Rest in grown-child slumber
Reaping dream’s mythologies
Reset to rap-fringed music
Receiving wisdom’s jewels. 

Those eyes
Beam gentle radiance
Blazing bright potential
Brilliant points of Monday’s hope
Bedazzling Friday’s despair. 

Those incredible eyes.

Copyright © Nancy Jones | Year Posted 2006

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Do you even care

Do you even care. 
That I am scared for you. 
In what you do. 

If you really loved me. 
The would actually care. 
And not just stare. 

You walk around like you know what you are doing. 
Like you want to go back to the beginning. 
Of your life. 

Its to late for that. 
You already had your chance. 

And now you still don't care. 
about what you do. 
I'm still here. 
wating for you to care. 

I want you to see. 
That you mean a lot to me. 

But you don't even care. 

Copyright © Megan Hanlon | Year Posted 2006

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I'm in the shadows....
In the Dark...
No way out....
There are birds above...
And birds below me....



Copyright © Eva J Tortora | Year Posted 2006

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shes trying to make it easy

listen stop and think take a deep breath
think now dont imagine dont pretend
pay attention here this might be the end

you say you want one
your stuck with three
one runs away
but you cant let her be

we sit and we talk
reminisce about the good times
wow how does time fly by
I remember all the times we spent laughing for hours
but was it all worth it in the end when it devours

Im trying to make this easy 
Im trying to let you understand

I cant make it any simpler 
for you were like my second hand
you held me up 
you put me down
but did that ever stop me from coming back around
I need to feel the touch 
the touch of someone I love so much

but only for I know this is true
I know this wont get through to you
after years and years of drying my tears
I cant just let you go

ive tried so hard
ive changed my ways
you compliment me all of the time

but what about the other person
I’m still inside
she’s got me locked in
she put me away for showing you my sin

I am not troubled 
I have my ways
but this changed girl has had way better days
she wants to tell you all these things
for if she were out she would
she wants you to know that she cant let you go
and that the feelings she has she just keeps below

she has a mission
and the mission is you
but she cant seem to get that through

she knows what to do
she knows where to go
she just has to dig deep below
she needs your help
reach in and take
dont be shy to make a mistake
she wont spill out her thoughts
she wont tell you all her rough spots

but shes trying to tell you 
shes working hard on what shes got

and shes thought she got through
but she must have hit everyone else in the heart
except you

now shes trying to make this easy
shes trying not to make this hurt
but she cant just get up and give you all her dirt

Im going to leave now and let her come out
dont be worried and defiantly dont shout
she needs you
she needs your help
the support isnt always there

the other me was better
the emotions ran high
but the other me grabbed you 
and she never said good bye

Im not going to tell you
your going to have to guess 
but I just wanted you to know
that Im going to take a rest

now dont get hostile dont freak out
Im pretty sure you know what this one is about

now I tried making this easy
I tried not to make it hard
but Ive done all I can do right now
and someday I will explain how

Copyright © Brittney Rose | Year Posted 2007

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Tempers trashing,
ideas clashing,
families fuming,
kinship cooling.

Camaraderie collapsing,
communication lapsing,
schisms scission,
harmony ebbs away,

Fuddy-duddy , so unreal
is the petulant cry;
ungrateful child,the sighing reply,
then stances coagulate and congeal.

Familiar familial !

Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2007

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Our love

Feeling like I've made mistakes
Like I'm breaking us apart
But our love is so strong
It never leaves the heart

It seems we argue more
In the past couple days
And everytime it's over
We're back to our usual ways

You kiss my lips
And hold my hand
And everytime 
I still turn to sand

I'm sitting here crying
But I am starting to heal
Your touch is what sooths me 
It's all i want to feel

Copyright © Kelly Hodges | Year Posted 2012

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I Wish

I wish fatherhood could be written into words.
Let daddisms be put into pages.
Papaness be published in poetry for people without.

Let little surprises that the old man fixes,
be signified and simplified into single syllable sentences.

I wish wisdom for such a task could be reserved for the young,
at seventeen I can manufacture miracles in mass quantities,
but I can't write the simulation of a father in so many words,
for a dad can only be replaced with time,
and on second thought,
I have all the time in the world.

I may know next to nothing about booboo's,
but in teenager-isms I'm miles ahead.
Instead of knowing how to play peek-a-boo,
I know teen angst and it's many symptoms.
I know fake love at first sight,
and true love in hindsight.

Maybe I can be a good father after all.

Copyright © Keenan MacKay | Year Posted 2006

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My Love

Poetry is the way to get out your innermost feelings.
Poetry is the way to say your love sends me reeling.
Poetry is my life.

Poetry is the smiles or frowns you would get in a letter.
Poetry is the way I say bless you and get better.
Poetry is my home.

Poetry is how to get out of the world you live in.
Poetry is the way to make the sadness stop and the happiness begin.
Poetry is my heart.

Poetry is how I tell you what I've been through.
Poetry is how I say what I'm doing, too.
Poetry is my word.

Poetry is if I said, "Will you love me tomorrow?"
Poetry is how I wish there will be no more sorrow.
Poetry is my hope.

Poetry is getting my soul out.
Poetry is how I tell you what I'm all about.
Poetry is my inspiration.

Poetry is all my tress, walls, loves. My surroundings.
Poetry is rewards, privileges, even groundings.
Poetry is my world.

Poetry is sweet to my eyes and ears.
Poetry is truly lovely to see and hear.
Poetry is my music.

Poetry is no longer living with regret.
Poery is moving on, something I will never get.
Poetry is my second chance.

Poetry is all the happy places I've been.
Poetry is overcoming and loving you again. 
Poetry is my passion.

Poetry is simply my way of living.
Poetry is words in an order that have helped from the beginning.

Copyright © Josey Portas | Year Posted 2006