Best Puberty Poems

When you are old and young at same time
Thoughts and emotions keeps getting into a war all the time,
People seems to know more about u than your own self
You'll be passing through roads which you can't cross without help,
Most of the time will pass in...

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my voice is changing 
my body rearranging 
i hate puberty  ...

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the young girl
turning side to side
toward the mirror...

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Altered, boisterous, confounded, disruptive, energetic, fine-tune, growing.
Hyper, inquisitive, jokesters kindling love, mystified. 
Nervously obsessive, pubescences question radical substance, surprising.
Teasing, uncontrollably visiting wild, xanadu youthful zest.  

Copyright October 15, 2014...

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A father takes,  eyes closed, that which he has no right 
A child cries,  traumatized, a closet hides her pain 

The child dies, awakes to find- a woman in her place 
her damaged mind-  cannot abide-  the change her body makes...

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As she spread her crest, sweet fumes filled the air.
From a humble bud, she turned to a beautiful red rose,
Ripe enough to make a garden of its own.
With her scent, insects flew,
Tempted to taste its sweet milky bottom.
That's what happens when a flower blooms!...

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Public opinions that
Undermine the ground on which we walk
Bedeviled only be enticing jeers
Emotions that are vexing are laid-out with a cuss
Ranting &  raving "The world is out to get us!"
Taking in sustenance over parental spiels
You've not forgotten how it feels?...

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if the boy did not return from the rhineland
he remained social and loquacious 
he versed in music and was quite ambidextrous 
his toy airplanes glittered in the sand
he lost his footing, he showed his hand
he sought to be carless and frivolous 
his senses remained extemporaneous...

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Oil creeping out from a ship over a vast expanse of ocean
of pubescent faces.
Punctuated with
island chains of volcanoes,
scarred land from harsh maintenance.
Pus volcanoes erupting hormones,
hot magma dominating the land. 
Adults prepare fervently for the warnings
of unpredictable and raging climates
to no avail.
Fierce weather
takes hold of the...

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Puberty
Pull his pants down not his teeth.
He believes he is defeating me.
All I want is for him to be neat.
Pull his pants down not his teeth.
Old ladies are standing in the street.
Cat and Jessie is talking to each.
I wonder why they begin to preach then...

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Through all my changes I was a dreamer
  and lived a trepidation and a ruse,
but when she lay bare and I between her
  I lived the dream in my puberty blues.
In a rush of young blood in curves and curls
  between the...

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Hair on legs isn't really that weird 
One fine morning something had appeared 
One leg said to the other 
"Look at our little brother...
I think, Shorty...is growing a beard" 


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I was abused before puberty,
But I did my share of abusing.
And I was bruised before puberty,
But have spent some time bruising.
I was used as an adolescent,
Yet threw some out with the using.
I was infused as a adolescent,
But my words are said "too infusing".
I was confused...

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A seriously sad seventh son of a soldier entered prime prejudicial puberty
With love and luxuriously liberal thoughts in his hyper hallucinating heart
He was set on dating a diabolically darling daughter of a serious celebrity
So should he go to Hollywood? Hail a bus? Hire a taxi?...

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Cycles
by Michael R. Burch

I see his eyes caress my daughter's breasts
through her thin cotton dress,
and how an indiscreet strap of her white bra
holds his bald fingers
in fumbling mammalian awe...

And I remember long cycles into the bruised dusk
of a distant park,
hot blushes,
wild, disembodied rushes of blood,
portentous...

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