Immature Poems - Poems about Immature

If time of bad desire Sits its rejection then, It has crossed the limit. When government gets err, People suffer with rage. If their rights neglect Electing leaders by money Tampered, pre-meditated Betrayed by ill digital, What democracy we expect What progress we proceed Sooner it invite violence. The good is being assailed For good men done nothing. What do evil will do here But to steal, to kill Eventually, to...

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Childish. Clingy. Needy. Immature. All things describing me. All things people find annoying. All things my love has found a nuisance. I try to not be overwhelming. I try not to be overbearing. But sometimes I can’t help it. I feel safe. I feel protected. I feel at home with him. It feels secure enough to act childish. I thought it was fine. I thought he didn’t mind. Until he said...

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Maturity is something which Has come and gone with me. I am a man - but then can be A boy again, you see. Sometimes, I can set aside My adult obligations... Trading them for short-lived fun In said sad celebrations. Something deep and within me Is triggered in my mind. This, I ask - is what I seek In life so hard to find? Maybe so,...

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Childlike wonder fades, In the mirror, time's soft theft. Hearts once light, now weigh, Dreams of youth, a distant breath, Wisdom's price, the joy it left....

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WE ARE STILL IMMATURE We are still pupils, to be in love. Still pupils to drive ourselves through better life. Still immature to do what our central parts love. Still young to be parents, as we still depend on our folks. We have nothing, but affectionate. Nothing but love for each other. Love represents us as everything to each other. We are...

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Only poo can make this world seem bright Only poo can make what's heavy light Only poo and poo alone can thrill me to the bone So I fill my toilet to the brim with poo....

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“IF—” for an Immature Age If you can damn a warm January day As part and parcel of a worldwide curse, And not let the ignorance in you pipe up and say “Well, for winter, we could do a lot worse!”; If instead you long for the renewing snows Because they’re more needed than weather mild, Feeling...

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You placed yourself in harm’s way. I hated that you would join the fray. Now you bravely faced and fought the devil I had stupidly bought. It was unwise, absurd from the start, Foolish and silly to be in my heart. You said, “No. Let’s not do this.” I said, “Yes.” and gave you a kiss. You staunchly stood in...

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(3 Haikus) Immature - is a word boring people use to describe fun people I should start a book, a thick notebook to keep inappropriate thoughts Ever look at friends and think, "Wow, we're gonna be some weird adults?" Sleep is my drug, my bed is the dealer, my clock the cops and school the jail....

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Dangling on a string in his underwear Looking ridiculous and without flair Tempting fate on a simple silly dare Without a hint of worry or a care Blissfully too ignorant to beware Lest he falls flat on his fat derriere Can he be so dumb blindly unaware So quickly thrills can mutate to a scare Giggles quick to vanish into thin air An evening...

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Keep on..... Forging On the anvil, Not yet formed. Hugging….warmth, Beneath soil, Not yet sprout. Shining….. Bright Behind clouds, Not yet peeked. Bearing story, Slithering…. with in Not yet told. In morning spring....... Whispered breeze, Not yet bloomed. Iced love, Dwelling…… in heart Not yet revealed....

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I will walk away if you approach me I will run away into the mountains I will stay there for a while I am afraid you wont like me I am afraid of your angry face I am afraid of myself I may tell a lie I may rage against you I may tell a joke that is not funny at all I keep...

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GAME OF THE IMMATURE I hog the blog I tease with ease not crude but rude they rile I smile how droll to troll 31/3/17...

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What is reality? There are no answers to this question nor will there ever be yet we still asked it. And if someone were to answer it then such a person couldn't be human. Because that would be like trying to explain water to a fish. Reality is a burr, a flashing light of remarkable hope, sorrow, Joy, music,...

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Don’t fall in love looking through immature eyes Then wake up to see that you married an immature mate Get a standard and raise it high and let it guide you to your maturity too Warning this standard is not superficial But the standard is a heart and character issue Adhering to the heart and character is a...

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