Best Immature Poems

What is reality?

There are no answers to this 
question nor will there ever be 
yet we still asked it.
And if someone were to answer 
it then such a person couldn't 
be human.
Because that would be like 
trying to explain water to a 
fish.

Reality is a...

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I will walk away if you approach me
I will run away into the mountains
I will stay there for a while
I am afraid you wont like me
I am afraid of your angry face
I am afraid of myself
I may tell a lie
I may rage against you
I may...

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GAME OF THE IMMATURE

I hog
the blog

I tease
with ease

not crude
but rude

they rile
I smile

how droll
to troll


31/3/17...

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Don’t fall in love looking through immature eyes 

Then wake up to see that you married an immature mate
 
Get a standard and raise it high and let it guide you to your maturity too

Warning this standard is not superficial

But the standard is a heart...

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“IF—”
for an Immature Age

If you can damn a warm January day
  As part and parcel of a worldwide curse,
And not let the ignorance in you pipe up and say
  “Well, for winter, we could do a lot worse!”;
If instead you long for the...

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Be careful, dont marry looking through immature eyes and marry an immature mate

Take heed to SOME signs: when they winning, lying, cheating, hold dumb grudges, easily unforgiving, aggressive tones and communication shut downs. When they hit you, belittle you, talk harsh to you, when they...

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Keep on..... Forging 
 On the anvil,
 Not yet formed.

 
 Hugging….warmth,
 Beneath soil,
 Not yet sprout.

 
 Shining….. Bright
 Behind clouds,
 Not yet peeked.

 Bearing story,
 Slithering…. with in
 Not yet told.
 
 In morning spring.......
 Whispered breeze, 
 Not yet bloomed.

 Iced love,
...

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WE ARE STILL IMMATURE 

We are still pupils, to be in love.
Still pupils to drive ourselves through better life.
Still immature to do what our central parts love.
Still young to be parents, as we still depend on our folks.

We have nothing, but affectionate.
Nothing but love for...

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Maturity is something which
Has come and gone with me.
I am a man - but then can be
A boy again, you see.
Sometimes, I can set aside
My adult obligations...
Trading them for short-lived fun
In said sad celebrations.

Something deep and within me
Is triggered in my mind.
This, I ask -...

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Childish.
Clingy.
Needy.
Immature.
All things describing me.
All things people find annoying.
All things my love has found a nuisance.
I try to not be overwhelming.
I try not to be overbearing.
But sometimes I can’t help it.
I feel safe.
I feel protected.
I feel at home with him.
It feels secure enough to act childish.
I...

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(3 Haikus)

Immature - is a
word boring people use to
describe fun people

I should start a book,
a thick notebook to keep
inappropriate thoughts

Ever look at friends
and think, "Wow, we're gonna 
be some weird adults?"

Sleep is my drug, my
bed is the dealer, my clock 
the cops and school the...

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Dangling on a string in his underwear
Looking ridiculous and without flair
Tempting fate on a simple silly dare
Without a hint of worry or a care
Blissfully too ignorant to beware
Lest he falls flat on his fat derriere
Can he be so dumb blindly unaware
So quickly thrills can mutate...

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Childlike wonder fades, 
In the mirror, time's soft theft. 
Hearts once light, now weigh, 
Dreams of youth, a distant breath, 
Wisdom's price, the joy it left....

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Only poo can make this world seem bright
Only poo can make what's heavy light
Only poo and poo alone can thrill me to the bone
So I fill my toilet to the brim with poo....

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You placed yourself in harm’s way. 
I hated that you would join the fray.

Now you bravely faced and fought 
the devil I had stupidly bought.

It was unwise, absurd from the start,
Foolish and silly to be in my heart.

You said, “No. Let’s not do this.”
I said,...

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