Teen Innocence Poems

Lolita's Sin

  Lolita's sin is mine alone.
  She never knew her power.
  Bubble gum puffy breasts
  I desired her perfect flower.

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Whatever he tried before failed,
misery is worse a pain so sharp;
the therapist scratches his head,
and the patient who plays the harp,
looks at him with much...

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Oh my sweet inner child 
I hear your sorrowful cries 
Of the memories that haunt you 
Every day and night 


Oh my sad inner child...

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She broke me like a tree,
With leaves so green and branches free.
Her words were warm and kind,
And her faces wore the same design.

I cannot call...

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Walking through the village jingling coins
Anticipation rising, slight tingling in the loins
Catch the bus to Hornsea for the weekly dance,
Where if we’re lucky we might...

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Her dreams are scissored 
Her hopes are shattered 
She groans to a deaf world 
Her ears are swamped with words 
She's stuck with the ...

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My mind traveled back in time like it often does when I visit our hometown
Like the many times before, I drove down your street today...

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I surely liked you a lot, 
nothing pulled us apart;
every smile you flashed
was a joy to behold;
oh, whenever you shouted hello,
that boy never felt sad...

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MY FIRST LOVE 
 
     When i saw you first time my heart
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Almost every tree has been cut down,
a resort for the gamblers is being built;
elders and fortune seekers will frequent it often,
say farewell to those quiet...

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I dare to challenge
the source that sustains life
to show a pure reflection of myself, 
of a face not ravaged by time.

I may look younger and...

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Lily White 
Being firm and money tight 
Headed to the golden sands looking just right 
There was Mr. Bourne and his mouth 
Packing the cherries...

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She sat in her two-piece green and navy plaid bathing suit.
Alone, this beautiful, serene teen!
Her tan knees drawn to her chest, the loving,wonderful lake 
water...

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The new Girl at Work (The Coward Speaks)

Should I feel a shamed? 
I want to kiss the new girl at work 
but I don't know...

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Dejavu 

The strumming of my guitar fills the space
The same guitar I played years ago
Our old high school T-Shirts cover our bodies 
As the hot...

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