Best Young Lady Poems


Premium Member dare to be different young lady

Dare to be different
young lady,
don't get caught up
in this world of deception.
You are more precious 
than diamonds,
pearls or gold.
Think about
that for a moment.
Diamonds 
are found deep in the ground,
covered and protected until
they are found.
Pearls
are found deep in the ocean,
covered and protected until
they are found.
Gold 
is found deep in the mines,
covered and protected until
it is found.
point being,
you have to dig deep
to find these treasures.
Every valuable thing
God placed on this earth,
is well covered and hard to see,
until it's discovered.
Dare to be different
young lady,
because
you are God's greatest
treasure,
and your body
is a temple,
discover the inner you,
the treasure that
is covered and protected.
Dare to be different
young lady.

An Ode To a Young Lady

As a youth of 
fourteen, I saw you 
first,
With silky hair 
waving, waving 
along the cheecks,
You nodded, talked, 
moving hands, trod,
I could not hear, but 
lovely lips played.
Fancy I more, and 
more lose sense,
What charm, what 
beauty,
what power you 
possess!
This sight I sought 
whenever I drearmed,
Nothing I want, if i 
see you once again.
Alas! What I call the 
destiney, that takes 
you far away?
The void feels ghastly, 
and mush is in tumult;
Wherupon I seek u? 
Whereupon I perch?
Loneliness my 
destiney, I am robbed 
of the rest, 
How long I live alone? 
How long tolerate?
Let me go 
unconscious, let me 
annihilate .

Hashim.

Premium Member There Was a Young Lady From Peel

A voluptuous young lady from Peel
Her huge breasts she would try to conceal
So she wore baggy tops
When she went to the shops
But folks stared and asked are they real?


Sad Young Lady

My lil lady is sorrowful thinking of what she's done
She calls me whimpering wanting to come home
The psychiatric hospital full of its treatments
Still can never understand the deep darkness

I too been there and sometimes find my way back
To a hate of oneself and why feeling good I lack
I wanna hold her and comfort her to be alright
But im only a mother not a doctor in this fight

I try and give her the mental tools I've used
To help her through this hellish self abuse
I explain its roots with addiction from pain
She says she's numb needs comfort again

But her security blanket is dangerous overall
I will forever dread getting one last call
Of those lights she was seeing being a last time
I ever get to hold her and remind her of life

I hate passing on this mental reaction
Mixed up chemicals our brains are lacking
If one thing i can do in life is hold her hand 
With my guidance through this terrible storm

I gladly will do my best to be side by side her
In this maze we will help each other find there
A door once popped open leading me out
Im going back in to save my child from doubt

A Proud, Black, Young Lady

I should be holding my head up high
because I'm a young, black lady
who graduated high school
and is now going to
college. I make good
grades and have a
job that God's
blessed me
with.

Young Lady Young Lady

Young lady, young lady,
curvaceous, outgoing, sassy lady,
with her bright red flamenco dress,
full of life,
full of character,
wearing my "manton" to ward off the chill of the night,
has decided to wear goyesca style tonight,
ready for a grand finale bull fight.

Spain is sporty,
women's sports are rife,
football, handball, basketball, and hockey,
they can beat the spanish men with all there might,
hell they give them a fright,
knock them off their pedal stall,
never a brawl,
in this fun, energy fuelled sport.


Premium Member A Beautiful Young Lady

Eight beautiful lines . 
Sponsored by Constance La France
Posted 28 th March 2025 

~~~
 
Of all the portraits on the wall
I gaze in awe , I  stand and stare
Her gentle smile has me in thrall
A maiden, pretty, young and fair
Her features tinged with rosy  blush
Compelling eyes and curling hair
A masterpiece from  sable brush
Her  beauty rich, beyond compare

Premium Member The tattoos all over the body of that young lady

The tattoos all over the body of that young lady ~
what will they look like when she's seventy or eighty?
I'm afraid the ass of that sweet young lass
smelling flowers above her reclining lover in the grass
will slowly start squatting down on his bearded face, alas.
© Rio Jansen  Create an image from this poem.

Know This Young Lady-This Is Me

KNOW THIS YOUNG LADY-THIS IS ME

A night to remember and the possibility of you being the 
	newest friend to enter my time and space,
And to me meeting you was love at first sight.
Small minded men’s first thought would be of the physical
	manisfestation before even the first embrace
But I wish to expand our minds, search for and find a new
	universe to explore together as a kite
Fly’s off into the wind.

I want to be different with you, treat you as a mighty Queen
	and use the head that runs my body, soul and mind.
I want to know what you think, massage your inner peace and
	discover a new world inside of  each other.
To other’s you could be pretty as a picture or you could not, my 
	goal is to bypass physical attraction and see if we will find
A mental connection that will propel our souls to another universe
	ignoring those who through sheer ignorance never bother
To look inside of your mind and soul.
Reid J. Lewis
© Reid Lewis  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Portrait of An Up-And-Coming Young Lady

Many are her faces
          Wry, sly, a twinkle in her eye
        Gregarious, oft-times hilarious
          Not easily intimidated, yet shy...

        Serious, without dreariness
          Considerate, deliberate, AI-literate
        Caring, sharing, even a tad daring
           Her pronouns ~ Me, myself, and I

Misery of a Young Lady

She answered without hesitation...
Her pride is beneath her feet.... 
She humble herself and conquered her fears... 
Her scar makes her strong.. 
The wicked soul of a man is her ringtone... 
A long night forgotten.. 
The unfulfilled promises with unbearable pains..
Betrayal makes her hate the other gender..
Her heart is shattered she is now tattered without a wrapper her naked body in anguished... 
Her breast dangled her weist wiggle.. 
She loosen herself for her lover and now she is battered her heart is scattered with bittered remembered.. She curses the moment which she moan in pleasure and closed her eyes in honour..
She lament!!  
Her pieces is beyond repair.. 
Years gone by, she searches for a repairer but found many damagers pushing so hard to taste the tasteless forbidding..

Premium Member Young Lady From Leeds

A selfish young lady from Leeds
Made fun of all who did good deeds
and then she got sick
pain two miles thick
where a do-gooder met all her needs

Young Lady

I was walking to this restaurant
As I was going I saw a young lady
Hi there young lady
Hi, the young lady said so calmly 
What are you doing sitting in this grave yard?
Thinking
Would you join me I'm so alone? 
Sure I said
I sat there and she started to tell me something
I've,I've,I've just seen a ghost 
What young lady?
I have just seen a ghost
That is impossible 
I'm serious I saw one!!!!
They disappeared so quickly like a ghost
It was just yesterday you see
I was awoken by this startling noise
Then I ran down the stairs
As I started to run I saw three ghost
They were standing in my parents room
I hide in the closet by the stairs
And I saw this medal looking thing, one of the ghost were carrying it
The medal looking thing was being put to my mothers head
Then I saw red liquid drip from her head onto the floor
Then the medal looking thing was pointed at my dad
And the same red liquid hit the floor again
I  tip toed out of the closet as soon as the ghost disappeared 
Then one of them came back its like he flew but without hearing it
And I went into hiding again
The ghost then took out this medal looking thing again
Except this red liquid looking thing was draining from my head
Then the next thing I knew I was at these golden gates
Wait!! I read about this, I read it in that book my mom takes to the church
But was was it called?
And why am I here?
Why did you come back?
I had to wait my turn is what that guy with the wings said
She paused for a while
So what happened next young lady?
I saw my parents 
And here they are right now!!!
She ran to her parents greeting them with a hug
Then I saw this light, the girl went into it with her parents while waving goodbye
She turns back around and says its time for me to go back to the golden gates, but I will see you nearest future
Yes you will young lady yes you will

May I Talk To Him

I want to talk to him
Who comes in my dream
and looks so handsome,
Yet I don't know his name
and where is his clime
But I have a crush on him!

May I talk to him?
Mom, may I talk to him!
He comes in my dream
I need him to talk,
'Cause I have a crush on him!

My eyesight is getting dim
everything except him,
'Cause he looks so awesome.
I can't sleep at night
It just I feel his light
and I melt into him!

I feel fly in the sky
like a bird so high
I feel this for the first time.
Sometimes I smile alone
and hide myself from everyone
Maybe I'm falling in love with him!
                                                       (It's thoughts of a young lady)

Premium Member Young lady Paige


There's a young lady named paige.
Who kept her bird in a cage.
That bird was missing.
The cat sat grinning.
She said "Dad, I need your gauge."

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