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Childhood How I Feel Poems

These Childhood How I Feel poems are examples of How I Feel poems about Childhood. These are the best examples of How I Feel Childhood poems written by international poets.


14-4-2024
My family spoke two languages
I’m not the same
Results came in still thankless
Feels weird to be diagnosed anxious
Results so plain
I’m still hiding under several blankets
I ain’t...

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© R.P. Grcic  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: how i feel, abuse, addiction, childhood, extended



Premium Member Poetry Badminton


That’s how some poets roll the the dice here, don’t you see?
I think it makes sense, if your life is all about me, me, me!

Old...

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Categories: friendship, how i feel,

Lovely Memories
Lovely memories 
enchanting to adore.
A new life opening new doors.
Alluring me with
new days to explore.
Fulfilling every calling
and imagining all that
could be so much more!...

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Categories: how i feel, beauty, childhood, fate, hope,

Premium Member It Started With A Blank Canvas
  It Started With A Blank Canvas


   Blank canvas of my mind was open
   from very childhood,
   since...

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Categories: how i feel,

Premium Member Feelings and Words
writing is life 
writing is feelings
feelings that need release 
feelings that need telling 
telling feelings in stories 
telling in syllables 
syllables falling on paper 
syllables...

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Categories: feelings, how i feel,



Premium Member It Fills Up My Soul
Born in New York of Italian descent-
from childhood on- lasting still all these years,
Deep in my soul live the sounds of lament-
The drama of romance,...

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Categories: how i feel, appreciation, emotions, how i

Premium Member BURYING DIRT


I was twelve once,
long brown hair,
big brown eyes,
men always stared.

I was twelve once,
smart and witty,
some would say,
I was pretty.

I was twelve once,
dreamed about life,
would I...

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Categories: how i feel, child abuse, deep, feelings,

Premium Member GROWING UP
        GROWING  UP
  
            ...

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Categories: appreciation, how i feel,

Premium Member Every child is an artist-- the problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up --Picasso
Your duck's the wrong color
--my kindergarten teacher said
(after all these years, hard to get it outta my head)
but Eric Carle proves her wrong
colorful animals-- dancing...

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Categories: how i feel, art, childhood, color, growing

Premium Member Picking Apples
On a cool, crisp mid-October morning,
the sweetness of apples flavors the air.
And a chevron of geese honk their warning
that Winter is coming; stay if you...

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Categories: how i feel, age, autumn, boy, cute,

I Have Known Pain
I have known pain.
How to hide it as I live with it
Stuffed down
The muffled sound
Of objections to be silenced
It's latent trait subject to violence

I wait...

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© Mona Ebel  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: how i feel, cry, emotions, hurt, lonely,

Sentences
Sentences 

the sirens were crying
and 
so
was
i
and
so
were
you,
Mom,
they
were 
coming
to
save
him
not
you,
not
us
because
you'd
be
waiting
until
he
got
home
he
was
being
saved
from
himself
we
were 
being
saved
momentarily 
for
the 
length
of
a
prison
sentence 
and 
he
got
saved
until
he
came 
back
even
more
broken
looking
for
someone
to
hurt
just
as
bad
as
he
was
his
sentences
were
shorter
than
this
one
prison
or
verbal,
they
didn't 
end
in
release dates
or
in
periods
they
ended
in
bloody
fists
both
prison
and 
verbal
sentences....

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Categories: how i feel, betrayal, childhood, divorce, emotions,

Premium Member Smelling
SMELLING

                 Specific smell recall reminiscences.
    ...

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Categories: appreciation, how i feel,

Premium Member Nostalgia
A riant flashback inks dusty thoughts,
invoking visions of childhood days.
And I long for hugs, country day trips,
and phantasmagorical picnics.

My imagination starts stirring;
allowing for fantasy and...

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Categories: how i feel, age, feelings, how i

Premium Member A Song For Joanie


Her brain is taking her away from me. 
My best childhood friend.. going home to be with God
Cancer of the brain….now do you see?
And all...

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Categories: how i feel, care, childhood, dedication, friend,


Book: Shattered Sighs