Best Young And In Love Poems


Premium Member Love In My Twenties

Thinking back to my teenage years
 my early twenties, falling in love 
was so easy. 

Truth was a tightrope 
of winks and smiles, 
of the promise of tomorrow 
and today was just fine.

Youth 
in its wondrous ignorance 
sees art were cans of paint 
on a cloth of filth has spilt. 

Poetry with a guitar,

the weed that drove 
us to the depths of revelations. 

Dreams that lived in an endless 
stream of contradictions.

The Bee Gees asked
 "How do you mend 
a broken heart?" 

Oh the broken hearts
 I survived with all its drama.

The letters I would write.
She was Bunny
and I was Rab, short 
for Rabbit. 

Bunny,

“Hearts heal, but your walk 
loses a step or two, it loses its flare.

I miss you so much I just want to die! 
What happened to us?

It boggles my mind how easily 
you let go of US! 

Tears flow as I write. 
I guess I will survive 
but as so much less than I was!

I love you with every beat that is me, 
with every drop of blood that I have. 

I am only half. 
Without you there is no I.

Say Goodbye to who we were for me.
Say it one last time. 

Say Goodbye to every part of you 
that I will never touch again. 

I let you fly and you never came back. 
You were never mine.”

Rab!

Of course I would never send it. 
Within days I would be dipping 
the little redhead’s pigtail in ink. 

Those were the days my friend
we thought they would never end. 

That was love way back then. 
You would climb a mountain with 
your bare hands, change your mind 
and ride the crest of a wave you caught.

Who knew way back then 
in the throes of my anguish, 
in the pain of my lost loves, 
who knew how grand it was 
to be young and in love.

Can you taste Black Cat Gum in the air
it is the perfume of our youth, God Bless!

20~11~2014

As Love Grows Older

Darling,

Forty seven years ago, young and in love.
We fell in love on the Bobo-lo Boat.
A mutual acquaintance arranged our date.
I was eighteen and you were twenty.
You took my breath away as our eyes met,
And I must say Dear, you still do today.

Way too young to marry our parents pled mercifully.
We insisted, married, and then you went away.
The Vietnam War parted us physically,
But our love letters tied our hearts-
Tears, warm feelings in waiting hearts.

Many decades have past since our first date.
Love was worth fighting for, being brave for.
We've been through the good and the ugly.
We've learned, and built, and grew together.
I believe our true love conquered it all.

I adore seeing old people still in love-
Smiling, holding hands, and talking,
Opening a door for his sweet girl,
A gentle touch and a kiss on her crepe cheek,
Then I remember we're the old people, my dear.
Our hearts still tied together with love,
Even after all these years.

Forever Always my darling.


For Heather Ober's contest, 'Love Letters'
And For Gail Doyle's contest, 'Reflections Of You'

Premium Member Insomnia

My thoughs are running wild
I'm trapped in a moment in time
When were we young and in love
I recall your masculine voice
I recall your gentle and loving touch
I'm abandoned in yesterday 
I live in the memories we made
You are constantly on my mind
Your touch lingers on my skin
I can feel the ghost of yesterday's kiss 
Baby my mind won't let me rest
How can I sleep without you beside me
© Alexis Y.  Create an image from this poem.


Reduced To Tears

Now that I am in my sixties,
I look back on my life like the Sinatra song.
I was working and busy until a few years ago,
but then I fell, and everything went wrong.

When I was in my fifties,
I was in the start of a new career.
It wasn't what I wanted to do,
but at that point, it was the only path that was clear.

When I was in my forties,
Life seemed to be in the pink.
Little did I know,
it would soon all go down the drink.

When I was in my thirties,
my life was on the upswing.
A second love had saved my life,
I had a good job, a beautiful wife, and a new child from the hospital to bring.

When I was in my twenties,
Young and in love like a fool.
Dating and romancing and feeling life,
all while I was putting myself through school.

Way back when I was ten,
The kids on the block...we were always on the run.
Except when I was in school,
Learning the three "R's" from those persistent nuns.

I do not remember much before the age of five.
I did what most kids do I suppose.
Learning about the world one day at a time,
Never realizing how fast time really goes.

So here I am reflecting,
on all those sixty-plus years.
Remembering the growth, the loves, the ambitions,
A life of what could have been, now reduced to tears.
© Dan Cwiak  Create an image from this poem.

Sorry, Seems Eternity Ended Last Week

I was but a boy
You seemed almost a toy,
So young, and in love,
We fit just like a glove

You said, "All I can offer you,
Is a love that time can not destroy"
Oh boy!, Oh boy!!
It filled me full of joy.

Nineteen was I
Sixteen you were,
Living in our house,
My Mom, you loved her...

My father, you helped him
 build a stoop,
These are moments, 
We can never recoup...

But eternity was short lived,
You went to work,
Left me for another man,
I felt like the biggest jerk

No, it's not all your fault,
I realize that,
I did not provide something,
In grief I sat,
Your treacherous friend,
Her eyes on me,
Stirred the pot,
For whatever reason,
For me she was hot

But I would not cross that line,
Her boyfriend,
Was a friend of mine

Well it's all water under the bridge
Over troubled waters,
A song I cherish,
Our eternal love,
Was destined to perish.
© Tom Bell  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Lets Play Ball

The sun is warm, the new mown grass is green
Nowhere else he’d rather be this summer day
In tune with his team and feeling fine
Batter up says the ump, its time, let’s play!

It’s a joy to be young and in love with the sport
Dreaming of someday playing ball as a pro
But for now it’s enough to have a summer day
To be a kid with a glove, bat and a ball to throw. 


12/8/15
Image # 4


Premium Member The 60's

The 60's
The look was penny loafers, bobby socks,
pleated skirts, button up shirts,
bell bottom pants and headbands
Flower children were also the era, 
Stood for peace and love also political movement

Listen to the music of the Beatles, Monkeys, Rolling Stones plus many more.
My heart throbbed for John Lennon, so young and in love

In my private time I listen to Liberace on the radio

Danced the Twist, Jerk, Monkey, Mashed potato, and the Watusi

I love to dance at the school Sox Hop dances up on the bleachers
Swinging my long auburn hair to the waist, back and forth 
My hips moved to the twist
While everyone else danced on the gym floor

Mom’s favorite hair style, the Beehive 
Dad looks so good looking behind the wheel of his 1959 De Soto station wagon

A child’s joy jumping rope, hopscotch, jacks,
Rotating a Hula hoop around my waist
Playing marbles with the boys 
My favorite, climbing trees but
It always came with a broken bone

Our 35th president was John F. Kennedy
I was sitting in a swing in the playground
When we all heard he had been fatally shot
I was only 12 then
Tears ran down my face when I heard
People weren’t being treated equal
He stood for Equal Rights
We lost great man was that day

Growing up in the 60s was fun, but also very sad

Contest Name: Decades  The 60’s  *  2nd Place 
Sponsor:  Kelly Deschler
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.

Teenage Love 15: Teenage Lovebirds of the 1980s

Young love had finally made its way back into the 1980s and all of those teenage lovebirds
back in the 80s were so "totally gnarly." The 80s was when MTV made its TV channel debut,
the first cell phone was invented, and when a lot of people were born in that decade, that
had included Julia Stiles (born in 1981), Michael Cera (born in 1988), and even me (also
born in 1988). Also, the 80s were the times when hip-hop music and the break-dancing scene
were born, especially when the TV show, “Yo! MTV Raps” was on TV. It seems that young love
among the then-teen lovebirds ( teen boys and teen girls) had been in their lives since
the day they met at summer camp, middle school or high school. And when a teen boy and a
teen girl fell in love with each other the day they met, they knew it was love at first
sight. There were a lot of awesome things those teenage lovebirds have done back in the
1980s: they went to the movies, had gone out to eat, they had gone to the school dances
(including prom back in 1984), and stuff. Their outfits back in the 80s were “totally
tubular,” especially when all teen boys and teen girls were wearing their Converse shoes
and their Nike Air Sneakers. The 1980s were the best of times for all of the then-teenage
lovebirds and their parents. These people were young and in love, especially when they
were the ages between 13 and 17. And what their favorite love songs of the 1980s were
“Time After Time” by Cyndi Lauper, “Material Girl” by Madonna, “Never Gonna Give You Up”
by Rick Astley, and other love songs that were heard back in the 1980s, especially the
year 1987. This type of young love has brought the best in all of the young couples. In
reference to young love among all of the then-teen couples, it’s like living in this “when
doves cry” moment. All young relationships are just like the ones these people have seen
in all movies from the 1980s, like “Dirty Dancing,” “Pretty In Pink,” “Can’t Buy Me Love,”
and “The Breakfast Club.”  And if young love were to revisit the 1980s and bring it back
to the future, young love will be indestructible forever.

Until We Meeet Again

You were always in my heart right from the start
From seeing that very first smile to feeling that very first kiss
You were stealing my breath away each and every day
We were young and in love it was definitely sent from up above
Nobody before you gave me the feeling of such warmth
It's as if you made me feel brave
I'll always remember the days waking up by your side
We could lay there for hours and sometimes we would
I'll never forget the moment I found out you were gone
I drowned myself in beers followed by tears
My heart felt jabbed and stabbed
I never knew what pain was until this very day 
And it will forever drain my mind 
It's not something I can leave behind but I will be able to move ahead
You will always be my girl and you will always be in my thoughts
Until we meet again I will have to be strong like I have been all along

When Love Reckons For a Second Time

You swept me away into the depths of our own island,
I was young and in love yet craved independence for my life-
Six years passed and you offered me a beautiful diamond,
for you had always longed for me to be your beloved wife.

R e l e a s e  your youth to him…
     maybe it's meant to be….

Returning a sacred gift was the hardest thing I’ve had to do,
I spent nights wondering if I had made the right choice-
I moved far away and thought it would be easy to forget you,
but without my soulmate my spoken verses had no voice.

R e l e a s e  him like a butterfly…
     if he comes back it was meant to be…

I just couldn’t stay away too long before I thirsted for your adoration,
my desire became an obsession I had to go find you once again-
I ran as fast as I could to somehow give you a realistic explanation, 
for you have always been the line to my life, my intimate best friend.

R e l e a s e  your trust to him…
     let’s pray it’s meant to be…

I wrote a short verse with a yellow rose and down on bended knee,
I promised my dedication and proposed with promised loyalty-
I cried…you cried…for you always were so in love with no one but me,
and I am so blessed to have always been treated like deserving royalty.

R e l e a s e  your heart to him...
     it was definitely meant to be…

I came back to you, you accepted me with nothing but loving open arms,
we swore vows under oath to the Lord I’d be yours, you’d always be mine-
In each other’s embrace we will always feel safe and free from any harm,
for true love became destiny when our love reckoned for the second time.



***This is a true story about me and my hubby. He proposed to me after 6 years of dating. I was 21 and so young. I returned the ring, moved out of state then realized he was my soulmate after all. So I proposed to him this time. Happily married for almost 14 years :)***




Date Written: August 24, 2016

Premium Member Believe In Magic

In youth's fantasies, passion
inflames imagination.
And yet, instinct tells you love's
not mere infatuation.

Morality's boundaries
define who you think you are.
Yet, when lust courts innocence,
promiscuity's not far.

Fueling unhappiness,
trust's merely an illusion.
For faithfulness is part of
reality's delusion.

Exaltation and sorrow,
establish flexible norms.
And the fickle winds of fate,
stir up emotional storms.

Yet hope allows you to smile;
anything less is tragic.
For when you're young and in love,
you should believe in magic.

Premium Member Point of No Return

We were young and in love
It was a gift from up above

You were my everything 
You caused my heart to zing

You got a brand new job 
Faraway with your uncle Bob

I went with you and left everyone 
Because this heart you had won

Your new job changed you instantly 
You worked long hours continuously

I never saw you and I got homesick
I missed my family and was always sick

I fell into a deep dark depression
Your love was no longer an obsession 
 
It could no longer reach me
It only brought me misery 

Looking back your job was everything 
It meant more and I didn't mean a thing 

You loved the power that it gave 
Our relationship couldn't be saved

Power became your new lover
You loved her like no other

The love that I gave wasn't enough 
I missed family and that was tough 

I longed to be reunited with them real bad
It would mean I failed, could I face dad?

As bad as I wanted too, I couldn't go back 
Growing up and moving out is so whack

This is a hard, hard lesson learned
that I was past the point of no return

12-05-16
Contest: Point Of No Return
Sponsor: Nicola Byrne
© Alexis Y.  Create an image from this poem.

My Love For You

10 years passed
I am still in love with you
I know we have moved on
We both have our different ways
But deep inside 
I have always loved you
I have always wished you well
My heart always beats
When I see your status green online 
I wait for you to text me 
Then you do 
With these sweet words 
You tell me that you miss me 
I know that we can’t be together
But I’m just fine 
I’m with someone else 
I love him dearly 
But the history between us
No one but us , only we can understand
I don’t love you as I used to 
But inside of me, there is so much love 
It’s deep 
It’s hard to explain 
In each part of me 
There is a place for you 
You hurt me , remember? 
You hurt me bad 
But somehow the pain turns in to pleasure 
My heart cries and cries 
But you are worth the pain 
I love my man 
I really do 
But you are a different type of love 
That only we can understand 
Your love makes my heart warm
Your love makes my heart bloom 
Today when you called me 
Talking about we were young and in love 
Something changed in me 
My heart wasn’t amused 
Suddenly I felt ... 
Im no longer in love 
With you 
I will still wish you well 
For the rest of my life 
But it’s time to earse 
The memory of you 
I turn off my messenger 
I don’t want to run into you 
My love for you is gone 
I’m free of you 
And 
I’m happier than ever
© Kaila B.A  Create an image from this poem.

Young Love and Mistakes

We started out so young and in love at 15 but then as we got older things started to go wrong when our hidden love wasn't a secret no more
we had been together for a year or more at the age of 17 we had our first born on the way but she was taken from us to soon after birth our relationship stayed intact but wasn’t the same we grew distant our young love hadn't been the same after 10 month and we were 19 the lost we had was a lot to handle but time had passed we were blessed with our beautiful boy who I thought would ease the pain
but still things didn’t change I made mistakes and you did to fill the void because things weren't rite an you weren't there the way I needed you and your mistakes were drunken an hazed a time or two so we're both to blame for our love that’s been hurt an broken now 3 years later I made small mistakes here and there  an you've still not been there the ways I’ve needed you we’re  both hard head an still young our blessed boy older and more handsome then when he was born sees the Paine our love is going through
we have our small moments of perfection the heart ache an tears are not even I don’t know what to do no more we’re about to turn 24 I miss the way things were before when you loved me the way you did when we first started out I wish I hadn't made my newish mistakes but as this new year has started I wanted a new start an it’s been greatish but as the months have passed  it’s turning bad from the past mistakes catching up with me an our new issues arising I feel our love getting more lost an possible never to be found I wish we could go back and we could prevent our mistakes from happening an our relationship be saved from this lost path but you can't turn back time just try to prove we can be trusted an take a new steps forward and hope for the best

Premium Member Remembrances of a Girl Raised On Radio

A child of the 60’s, I was raised on radio.
Times were changing, and it was a great time to live,
for the songs made you want to be good to yourself,
be happy to love and be happy to give!

By ‘69, with cosmetics I played.
The eyes of a woman from that decade were a sight!
Our lashes were  long, dark and so thick,
our lips pink and frosty; our mini-skirts tight.

In my fourteenth summer, one warm southern night
I dated a man with a positive touch.
The saying “Why can’t this night go on forever”
turns  real once you love somebody so much!

The man I was crazy for lived far away,
and the year 1970 soon came along.
“Suzanne, the plans they made put an end to you.”
I sighed as I listened to James Taylor’s song.

A girl can’t help it when so young and in love.
All the radio‘s sad songs made me feel blue.
To the man who had jilted me, I’d  learn to say,
“It could have been you, but I’ll be fine without you!”


written Sept. 16, 2015 based on Album #2
 in the ALBUM TRACKS TELL STORIES poetry contest of James Fraser.
TRACKS: Girl Can`t help it, Postive Touch, Suzanne, Be Good to Yourself, Once You Love Somebody, Happy to Give, Raised on Radio, I`ll be Alright Without You, It Could have been You, The Eyes of a Woman, Why Can't this Night Go on Forever

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