Best Youthful Poems

Farewell, Youthful Days Of Wading In Crystal Clear Streams

Farewell, the coming dawn and its soft, golden glow
born as infant fawn, a peaceful river in flow
or a memory of life beneath crescent moon
Refreshing breeze, shade's breath, simmering in hot June.

Farewell, that dream, a glory yet to...

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Mary Elizabeth Frye dedication poem

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Do Not My Youthful Life Now Mourn

Do not my youthful life now mourn
My lot was set day I was born
I grew to be a healthy lad
This evil world turned my soul bad
Life's prison I walked alone
My blood dark red, my heart...

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Those Youthful Days Were Intensely Sweet

In poetic words, disillusionment I often paint,
about a wild man that was never a saint.
A life that raced into darkness in such haste,
never seeing the coming misery and waste!

There were hills of thrills to happily scale
never thinking of either heaven...

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Yesterday when I was in youthful prime
Questioning nothing the whole world was mine
Without fear, I met each and every day
Wish it were possible to stay that way.

Decades have sped by and now in old age
Memories abound with me they engage
As my eyesight grows dim recall...

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If you are always young and youthful
Are you really being honest and truthful?
Or was the way you wish you had been
Looking so pretty, nice and then.

There must be some kind of a catch
But I was mortified after finding the match
You will never guess who it...

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Foolish youthful emotion rides waves
divorced from tempered reason,
a swirling vortex craves
hot passion for a summer season . . .

Spent fires prelude life’s bitter mosaic
by lies to self first born, prosaic,
shards of broken resolutions pieced in patchwork mirrors 
where glittering alternatives reflect and pierce like arrows.

Release...

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Days of my youthful exuberance are gone
But love and passion continue life's song
Remind me each day
I'm enjoying my stay
And I'm here for the duration however long...

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The Aged Youthful Gentleman

 
 He rested in a wooden chair-his good times almost had,
 The aged youthful gentleman-the father of my dad.

 He uttered rarely a word if it weren't amusing  or wise,
 The aged youthful gentleman dealt not with waste nor lies.
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I'm not as youthful 
As I used to be
Am I still beautiful?
What would you say to me?

I'm not as youthful
As I'd like to be
My muscles are painful
My back aches constantly

I'm not as youthful
As I hope to be
To God I'm beautiful
That matters most to me...

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28/2/2012

Snow covered earth lies still on a cold and frosty February morn,
Floating & frolicking in the breeze Sentiment of spring still unborn.

Spring starved eyes dart across aestivating weeping willow trees,
Watching for a portent, sign or an omen of youthful furry catkins that are nature’s guarantees.

Lo!...

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A burning carnal desire,
     exquisite fire glowing hot,
            is joyful kindling! 
                  ...

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Young generation ardor from sculpted hero borrows
Older generation, torpor to graft peaceful tomorrows

Can young eyes through steely sheath glimpse marrow
O'er from dried paint, the blood stains that do burrow
From pursed lips, do the painful strains bellow
O'er from silent gun, percussive waves billow

Youthful glint on glimmering...

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A golden spark gleams
in aging blue eyes, faded gray.
Rain lulls her to sleep
through the window of youthful dreams.



01/12/17
Contest: Quadro
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I can stand on a speck of dust
                                And move the entire universe
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Afternoon musing, not quite content,
Wondering where the time all went -
The time not really given, only lent.

The first day of fourth grade,
In the next desk a new girl stayed,
With honey colored hair all in a braid.

It would not be easy to concentrate.
How could a teacher...

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