Best Naivety Poems

Raised on praise, used to grazing through his days
on compliments forthcoming, even though he was mindnumbing, 
a bore to us all, he never had a fall, 
concealed in his bubble, protected from life's troubles. 
He thought that he was great, absolute first rate.
Bias was the...

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Bright eyes looking in the mirror
Curious, old, yet still striking.
Searching, wondering, mysterious.
All the comforts of youth and naivety.
Defiant and forthright 
What does that mean? 
Pig-headed and stubborn, one face looks into the other.
Forever constant and too fragile to change,
One end linking to the other,
Joined at...

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Her lips still blushed a youthful favor

     amidst burnished summer's spirit,

scintillating 'tween impetuous kisses

 whilst naiveté blooms gullible bosoms,

embraced afore a chill nature 

  withering budding wildflowers

    taking precedence o'er accorded doctrines  

   ...

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Nature so unsullied and pristine
in God’s own land so divine,
in a child born with psyche empty, 
beautiful is the mindscape naughty,
encased in a frame of innocence,
of the real world it has no sense.

Flower blooms in a child’s smile,
reflected in flawless mirror so fragile,
can’t survive unbroken...

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I'm a licensed realist
selling beach front pessimism
to all you sunny 'bright side' kids
with your cheery dispositions

it's about time your perfect rosy worlds
got a little screwed and jaded
'cause you'll find this world's just a bit more cold
than the one you'd anticipated

you didn't factor in loneliness
when you...

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Nose pressed against glass, breathing fog onto the already hazy window,
A boy peered out.

He saw not the dreary buildings sat mournfully on withered streets,
Nor did he see the sluggish pace of those who bared marks of unfulfilled dreams.

Light of the Sun reflected in his eyes,
Blinding,...

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I called him today…
The guy I like
but cannot have.

We spoke for three minutes…
The guy I want,
but cannot have.

He said nothing much 
That made any sense.

Does any guy?!

He wants to hang up!
The guy I called,
but cannot have.

She was there…
The girl he loves,
and go home too at...

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What would you say if I told you,
that I need you?
That every memory of you,
casts a shadow on this moment.
What would you do,
If I reached into the sun
and pulled down the light.
Showed you that 
it had no comparison
to what I see in your eyes.
Could you...

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NAIEVITY
trepidation
     revived
untapped
   these braced
  concerns
so down beat
 & minimal
yet resilient
 & neglected



THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma...

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when the book of bedtime stories
kissed goodnight and turned the page
and was left to stand upon the shelf
to fox and spot with age

the bright sun lost the hat it wore 
and its face that always smiled
with those outstretched lines of beams that shone
inside of every...

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I asked
what do you do for a living
and there was silence
I asked again 
socially
just to fill the empty spaces
this time to find a silence
before he said 
*********** with a pause
child ***********
do you mind.

Once painting a house
in trade for a much appreciated car
I pulled a bed...

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Drop dead gorgeous dark eyed bus boy chased
Peer assured status, focus of my fascination
High fiving idol guffawed and elbowed adjacent
Mates in droves, admirers in rows, dreamy Damon


Enriched to glimpse soap opera face as I boarded
From boys' school nearby, the greener gender pasture
Glance at my rolled...

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Handmade cards, white, red, and blue.
Made to exchange with our friends.
Some were for Mom and Dad, too.
Hearts were made with ruffled ends,
paper shapes all stuck with glue.

Paper doilies – a great boon –
thin disguise to a rough cut.
Snippets and scraps were all strewn.
Cards folded open...

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Life........
I beg of you to give me some space,
The veil in which you clothed me suffocates,
Experience is said to be the best teacher-life,
Forgive my naivety,
Forgive my mediocrity in fighting your children,
You give but also take,
I plead-don't be reckless with me,
For I am a young soul...

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A somber sight, these young men marching to war,
Forced at such a young age, to fight and leave their parents from their shore.
For many their fate remains the same, 
Dying before life's prime, or going insane.
All due to another man's orders,
They will lay in piles...

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