Best Adolescent Poems
Late mid-life street woman she is...
I grew up with her under
mango trees now softly drooping
their shoulders much like hers.. but she,
still shaped like a Boticelli urn, wrapped
in arms diaphanous in flesh and heat,
fanned banana leaves swaying to
latin notes while cooking fried bamboo
shoots, her fragrance buzzing along
summer's exotic fly: how she pinched
my cheek with her tapered fingers still
wrinkled pink in grasses floating
on her quivering body.. .
somehow, she gave me this
epiphany of riding with my own instinct,
the slow wave of breaths gently drifting
through a young rosiness of my adolescent
stems... if i knew how to swirl in the wakening
glides of inner flow , it was her circling baked hips
winding and bellying in nights and morns
of her own natural sashays...
How i long to climb her mango tree,
her waxing then waning shape still
blazing among plucked banana leaves
of female revelry or finery… I tell myself,
there is no age when her contour sways
in places where her eyes dazzle
with her near floating, tanning limbs,
of how she made me feel unashamed
being just who I am without much caution
or youthful pride; humbled so by her inherent
moon-full grace…
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Skat's Contest---Any Old Poem #4
Headline: "Bieber jailed."
And you tell me there's a God?
I won't sleep. Will you?
The knowledge that I am
is not.
Like an hallucination,
I am
nothing more than
a name --
a designation of something
that is
yet to be.
The future must unfold
all that
I become in later years.
For now,
I know not why,
or, perhaps,
even that I do
exist....
My space ship of a lamp shade,
This little cardboard room.
What genius exists here,
In the abscence of the moon?
Faulty compass of drifting swain
Freelancing on arid, desert plain
Passion fires mind of careening train
Burning loins long each satin sheath to stain
Sculpted dunes seductive beauty do feign
Smooth, silky curves do the froward eye entertain
But the silted grains proffer momentary gain
Entrancing mirages with frothy water holes detain
Anon, overwhelming desires the burgeoning libido enchain
Strained limbs long the rite of passage to explain
Scrubby growth shrouds the perimeter of fragile domain
Pubescent psyche with confusing, hormonal signals overlain
The overheated circuits a disoriented path ordain
As eroding winds of doubt doth the surface disdain
Insecure conduits more and more inward shame drain
Seething shadow flutters in constantly changing terrain
Each step on serpentine course causes more growing pain
Until stumbling on rational plateau containing deep, emotive vein
Conquering the debilitating elements that immaturity did restrain
I'm not invincible, I zoned out and I began over thinking,
Unlike a dilated pupil shrinking, I was untamed between blinking
Thinking dark thoughts, trying to build a fence but my chain wasn't linking,
So I found a pen and some paper and I went straight to the inking
13 years old and I had already tasted of the manic depression,
Ready to session, and drown with the Leviathan now I'm stressing,
Forget the lesson, I raised myself with nothing but a question,
How to survive by myself, so I dropped being a kid and I left it
I picked up a pen before I learned multiplication math,
So realize that these are more than emotions when I start to rap
This is dedication, pens turn to swords when they feel my wrath,
The knight in shining armor, with a sinister laugh
They say I'm, schizophrenic because I hold the horizon still
Or maybe because I took metaphors in the form of a pill
But whatever he reason, I still hover over them with skill
So get ready to climb a mountain, and watch me walk over hills
Immediacy of the moment doth youthful heart beckon
With trite passions that seem to standardize each deviation
Intemperate fodder with which sprouting limbs must reckon
Growing pains producing physical appetites beyond satiation
Carefree days frought with moments of indecision
Sheltered from responsibility; a meaningless depreciation
Time monotonously calibrated; habituated minion
Brokered existence reducing life to borderline depression
A guiding light flickering in the distant future makes a slight
impression
But wired circuits overloaded with transitory cares leads to
confusion
Producing electrical impulses that stimulate internal combustion
Sparking trip wire in mind that produces periods of oscillation
Seeking conformity, a bridge from isolated station
Tring to establish self esteem through peer group ingratiation
To the passing trends, fleeting fads making a necessary oblation
Conversely, using concrete value judgements to qualify each,
pretentious action
in the book of Luke there's a reference that's mentioned
a disclosure of the boy named Jesus and His future intentions
He had been chosen to wear the Jewish crown upon His head
and attend to His Father business, a destiny spirit-led
the teenage boy Jesus, the Adolescent Christ
understood at an early age He had a true mission in life
born to the carpenter Joseph and the Virgin Mary
born in the city of Nazareth in abject poverty
an immaculate conception, born out of wed-lock
many could not perceive of the gift His parents had got
one day Jesus and His parents travelled out of town
but on the road back home, Jesus could not be found
His parents became frantic, they could not understand
that He would be in the temple fulfilling God's master plan
the Adolescent Christ was just trying to comprehend
His true purpose for being on earth among mere men
He was seeking the knowledge that which He needed to know
from whence He had came and where He was destined to go
He was appointed with a chosen destiny
and had a desire to know why He was given this activity
don't go about allowing society to put labels on you
don't allow anyone to tell you what you can not do
seek out your lineage and about your ancestors learn
then apply that knowledge to everything in life you need to discern
for you have been chosen just like the Adolescent Jesus Christ
remember God had a purpose for giving you life
as youths yourselves, you are in a precarious situation
not quite adults but needing your own sense of validation
walking a fine line between the young and the old
trying to be respectful with a desire to be bold
the Adolescent Christ, Jesus the boy king
determined to discover what His appointment did mean
and just like the teenagers of society today
searching, hoping and seeking to find their own way
with a craving to look beyond their own expectations
wanting to exceed their ancestors accumulations
just let the Lord God strengthen you and let Him be your guide
and like His son Jesus Christ, let the Holy Spirit in you reside
trust in Him, believe in Him and may your conduct be above board
discover your heritage and your destiny while doing the work of the Lord
I want to be younger to the point where i didn't give a damn what i looked like and have that mentality of Adam and Eve in the garden of Eden when they where naked and it didn't bother them. Realistically i would like to be an infant and not have a worry in the world and be ignorant to the struggles of life.
They say that ignorance is bliss and i truly believe it but there has to be a point where ignorance will make men look idiotic, but if that is what it has to come down to, Then i choose to be ignorant to life and all it's harsh truth's and fact's
Dear Edward,
Grow out your wings first
before you flap them, little bird.
Your wings aren't strong enough
to fly just yet; keep your feet firmly
planted on the ground, for now.
Keep the wheels of your dreams spinning;
it will pay dividends in the future.
Keep burning that midnight oil
to make every dream of yours a reality,
and stay true to that mission
Someday your wings will take you
to dizzying heights. Take advantage
of every opportunity that presents itself,
big or small. The world is your oyster.
The sky is the limit for you
You can accomplish anything you set
your mind to. Forge your own path. Pursue...
your passion with unbridled zeal.
Anything you're good at or enjoy doing, do it
the best you possibly can and do it contently.
Don't let self-doubt defeat you. Do not
fall prey to self-fulfilling prophecy. Laugh
in the face of your naysayers, and refuse to
allow them to define you. Your time to shine
is now, today; right this very moment!
Take constructive criticism, not as a slight
but as inspirational fuel. Don't let anyone
dictate when you should have your place
in the sun. Grow out your wings, little bird,
and soar to the heavens!
Date written and posted: 05/19/2019
Carefree days and endless nights
Great surprises and delights
Dreaming of my future goals
And what story will told
Watching stars on favorite shows
Wishing that I had a role
Reading books on faraway lands
And envisioning my plans
What would my destiny entail
Will my fortune be derailed
Will I achieve enormous heights
Will my visions work out right
Will I live in exotic places
And hob-nob with the famous faces
Will I have a great career
And have loved ones that are near
In my mind I’ve painted stories
Of cherished dreams and splendid glory
Will my wishes then arise
And appear before my eyes
If I use my imagination
And dismiss my limitations
I’ll achieve my coveted goal
And my future will unfold
There are so many
beautiful teenagers
that laugh
and joke
and make you feel bad about yourself.
And we know, okay,
we’re sorry.
We’re just so confused
about why it’s so easy to push
someone down when we’re already on the ground.
Please empathize with us
when we are home alone
and admit to ourselves:
Every exhale feels like
a scream for help.
But we puff out air instead of sound
because words feel too heavy
and we know our mouths
are meant for loving,
not for screaming.
I mean, how do you tell someone
that your heart feels like it’s bleeding.
And so do your eyes.
And your ears.
How do you say “ I don’t want to breathe anymore”?
Why give someone everything
And let them have the power to make you do anything
Just because you gave them everything
Because you feel something for them
Doesn’t give them the right to treat you like an item
Boys who chase girls, just for the banging
Aren’t really themselves, their just acting
Playing a role, telling girls what they know they like hearing
Then once they get the girls to fall for them
They use them and then leave them
Facial blemishes at a tender age shouldn’t be a lasting problem.
If day dreams cause one to not turn the page that is a problem.
Excess of any kind, to a point of distraction, should be amended.
TV and computer time, cut short of satisfaction, will soften a problem.
Practice of any useful kind, is never a waste of time or labor.
Banter, exercise of the mind, is a blessing not a problem.
The opposite sex, so mysterious it seems, should be discovered.
Knowledge is delirious, but knowing in itself, is not a problem.
Conflicts of sin and pleasure, young minds in emotional distress.
No way to adequately measure ...when it begins to be a problem.
Tell tale signs of peer pressure, no open display of hostility fostered.
Falling grades, more time of leisure, sure signs of a growing problem.
Charles says, listen to advice of older friends, and obey family rules.
To, act on your own, not rolling the dice, is a way to avoid a problem.
Adolescence
© Apr 04 2010
Incomplete metamorphosis of this stilled adolescent...
petrified, sheltered, and mortally wounded prepubescent
I consider myself
analogously buttressed, cocooned,
garrisoned, hardened, insulated,
where cell baited jumping frog
o' Montgomery County ne'er
went leaving larvae stage,
now no divine providential
power can assuage,
yours truly metaphorically locked
within invisible iron bound cage
every occasion to shower
validates steep wage
permanently doled out,
yet tis futile to rage
against this human machine
i.e. body dielectric rampage
clocking three scored
orbitz chronological gauge
forever fixed feigned fodder,
when unlived uber story
of mein kampf writ faint
chicken scratch final page
gin hated anorexic
regressive toddling cribbage
deadly game of mine Life pampered
post infancy attended
Aladdin (a lad in) his hermitage
late childhood marriage
with grim reaper as
coefficient co-inhabitant
feasting emaciated lovely bones
verily scrawny, puny, and
nerdy, yea easy to lyft
courtesy lost livingsocial scrimmage
trademark spindleshanks -
stagnant embarrassingly useless
two legged equipage
at childhood's end...,
me skinny package then
weighing, eh no
more'n half dozen stone,
these days when
undressing to wash
forced to espy physical
*****sapiens wreckage
constant visual reminder
this spare rankled, stunted,
tendered ship of state,
yours truly nah oh sage
enlightenment gleaned i.e.
20/20 hindsight kickstarted
quickened, leveraged, mortgaged...,
principly unbalanced worthiness
anatomical disparity
impossible mission to salvage
accounting rent permanently askew
fixed APR rendered
amortization sabotage
irreversible penalty suffrage
escaping serfdom volunteering
self as webbed vassalage
til death do me part.