Teen Creation Poems

I am at a loss
For the sake of my words
For the sake of my disguise
You tend to me with an imploring stare
I’ve searched for you...

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The festive furious festival of
Fifteen and fourteen year olds
Had functionally formed the
Teenage takeover brigade. 
The boy and girl gladiators they
Were everywhere. And DJ had 
His...

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Get out your sponges, stippling brushes and pens,
It’s time for makeover-Monday-night to begin.
Think Winky Lux, L’Oréal, Urban Decay,
Maybelline, Armani and Fabergé

It’s a black magic realm...

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"(Two roads) diverged in a yellow wood and I choose the one less traveled by and that has made all the difference."  Quote by...

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Your arm is Soft like sponge pillow, 

Heavy is the head that rests on;

 Soft but strong, made me embrace loner.

 Serene voice is all...

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We had the colorful glasses of teenage on our eyes
And my favorite color was love,
Because of our childishness, we told so many "Lies in April"
We...

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Two Fridays ago, a fowl thief 
Ruled over hearts, pets, relationships
Broke in (burglary) during my absence
Took Mr. Five (her half- brother) for his unearned pot
I...

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God made each one of us,                   ...

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every new decade
..one of...
seven 'teen-wonder'
...questions...
was answered

...then...

it decayed to a
...wise-dome...
overhead reflecting
...time as...
simply a topology

...of...

wishing and doing
...and fates...
become 'reality-thoughts'
...inevitably as...
time is a type of mobius strip

...that...

is as...

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I used to be teen suicide, less full of myself
to wonder a future unknown borrowing a want 
of perfection in strength of movement, a posture...

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Lin, a Chinese friend giggled at my feeble, say,
pedestrian attempt at Cantonese,
the Chinese word for butterfly or dragon even moth 
just vanished down the throat...

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You know what you want, get it. Make sure it responds to your needs - remote-control it, sub-routine it and on-demand it - wring it...

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Thank you lord for giving me two-hundred-and-fifty loveless nights,
for rerunning dull experiences so I can revisit past delights.

Thank you for isolation, for removing all temptations.
For...

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Dear unanswerable creator.
Oh, merciful and carelessly brutal lord.
We are alive for a moment.
We have our pleasures and despairs.
We seem but episodes in a series.
A question...

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(alternately titled no particular reason:
bring unto “fake” trumpeting Caesar
seven salad dressings from deep freezer
and lettuce deign at your plea azure.)

Graced with boyish good looks,
innocence and...

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