Long Teenage Poems
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Just last night we got two feet of snow,
enough to make all of the school’s close,
kids get excited, ready to blow,
made them put on all their heavy clothes,
what happened next everybody knows,
the boys ran outside, started a row,
air crisscrossed with snowballs they throw,
if you get hit you feel slushy woe
until soaked socks chill up the toes,
how winter should be, I deem it so!
My teenage daughter flips through her phone,
into the white she’s too ‘cool’ to go,
the couch, it seems, is permanent home,
my son with snowball creeps up real low,
I hear her shrieks, and just say,”Oh no.”
This day really does belong to the snow.
We were busy working in the fields as Jack roamed the area as his kind usually did. Then, all of a sudden, a gunshot rang out and we heard the cry of our dog as he managed to return to us. Returning to the arms of those who loved him, Jack quickly succumbed to his deadly wound. This was more than 50 years ago; but my eyes are drawing water as I write. A wealthy farmer shot and killed my dog for walking across his cotton field.
When I was a boy, I never heard of animal rights or of anyone making a fuss about cruelty to animals. So my dog Jack was shot and nothing was ever done about it. His days of loving and being loved were over, and no longer was he seen on the back of daddy's light blue Chevy pickup. We buried him under a big tree in our front yard.
Daddy once built a big swing set for his children and all the kids in the neighborhood. It was a source of real joy until a neighbor accidentally ran into it and knocked it down. That swing meant the world to us. We didn't have a lot of things, but we found other ways to create our own fun.
There was a night club not far from where we lived, and teenagers were not allowed, or at least, good parents did not allow their kids to go there. So daddy decided to open a teenage place just for the youth. It was great!
With a dog named Jack and a dad who cared, I learned early on that a heart filled with hate will never enter the pearly gates. I refused to allow my loss to spring a leak and allow anything less than love to capture my
heart.
10122017PoSpCtest, Let The Pens Flow, Jenish Somadas
I used to be like you when I was your age.
It was more than desperation to get out of the cage.
I wanted to grow up; I wanted to rush.
But I have never ever learned the cons of giving trust.
I used to be like you when I was your age.
It was more than a dream to receive the first wage.
I wanted to get a life; an adult life.
But I have never ever learned how to be a lovely wedded wife.
So take a single step and learn while you can.
Because life has too many lessons;
All you need is to stand.
It takes a lot of learning and it takes a lot of time.
Enjoy the moment of teenage life; you’ll find the lime.
The life of a grown-up man is as complex as the world.
You must get ready to battle; perhaps have yourself whirled.
You have only seen the superficial of adulthood.
In time you will understand the virtues of my manhood.
Your views towards life will soon to be changed
So take time to learn things at this stage.
I used to be like you when I was your age
It was more frantic to be silent even your heart is at the rage.
I wanted to say something but sure I was shushed
But I have never ever learned how to listen to my gush.
I used to be like you when I was your age.
It was more than my desire to quick-shift the next page
I wanted to hurry my goal; to get the adult life.
But I have never ever learned to solve my own strife.
So take a single step and learn while you can.
Because life has too many lessons;
All you need is to stand.
December 26, 2020
A little boy of eight is so surprised
to see his father at the gate of the school.
His father hands him half a crown and says
he is leaving town immeditaly.
Warns.."Do not follow me."
The little boy returns from school that day
to witness a bonfire in his backyard.
His step sister had been ordered to
burn every item of his father's belongings.
Whose name is never mentioned again.
A teenage boy is away at boarding school
when a message arrives from his long lost father.
"Please visit me, I am ill with T.B. in the sanitorium."
Ten minutes walk from the teenager's college.
He declines the invitation.
A teenage daughter listens to her aged father,
tell this story about his own father.
How loyalty to his mother prevented him
from ever meeting again his only kin.
Who had died at age forty four.
Now this daughter's Dad is dead twenty years.
She herself has three daughters and knows
too well the pain her father must have been in.
Thinking of that missed oppertuinity to see
himself reflected in eyes full of love.
14/08/2017
On Saturday afternoons long ago, when cartoons faded from the TV’s glow
A teenager earned a modest pittance, to finish the week with his remittance
From coins for cans and chores to do, the basement became the work place too
A weekly ritual dust and sweep, and memories were polished for us to keep
Years rolled on yet still there lies, a wooden shelf with the writing of “pizza flies”
A phrase half-lost, a family thread, echoing something once misread
From allowance paid to words unclear, the past returns as I sit here
In chores, in jokes, we had a good time, it’s these small moments of which I write
There's a hole in my chest
My heart's flown away
My eyes tire from crying and crave rest
The hole burns all day
My world's gone sideways, now at a slant
I am missing my heart
But it stays with you while I can't
The pain leaves a flavor sour and tart
The feeling of a missing piece of me
Burns less than that of having lost you
I broke at picture of us in my gallery
I'll see you again but it feels far from view
I gave you my heart from the beginning
Despite the pain, I do not regret it a bit
Because while I can't hold you, losing and winning
My heart is with you through all of it
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 front of the crowd
Leaving me behind, frightened and cowed.
The melee began and I was gobstruck.
How could I have bought such bad luck?
You moved with dexterity but in the end
You were injured but thankfully, left to mend.
A black and blue eye and raging road rash,
I regretted my call to be bold and brash.
I realized how immature I had been.
I should have listened to you my friend.
You took the beating rather than flee.
Courageously defended my right to be me.
Teenage years so long ago
running wild and free
happier times
where I want again to be
it was just you and me
living for the moment
now that moment is where I live
so here I am today
still so much to give
all those memories
I can't help but re-live
night after night
there's no end in sight
not sure about the destination
of this flight
each time I think I may finally see the light
darkness once again settles around me
why can't this just be
I need this for me
this is what I clearly see
telling you would set me free
yeah I know, I know
patience is key
inside me there's a fire
I can't put out
you're my hearts desire
I have no doubt
I've started a river
with the tears I've cried
just pushing through
trying to get past this
thoughts of looking deep into your eyes
makes me shiver
the reasons that make me quiver
is the excitement of seeing you again
but at the same time being scared to death
of taking that breath
and letting those words be free
damned if I do, damned if I don't
I know where the don't gets me
nowhere fast
the time is here at last
to tell you what I've needed
to say for so long
and right or wrong
it has to be done
so I can then
move on
Do you recall your very first prom?
Was it a disaster or was it fun?
From a girl's point of view, I could
barely wait, to see my date!
And run under a starry sky to meet him
at our white front gate.
The time got closer, oh where could
he be?
I was getting anxious and in living teenage
agony.
Finally, the phone call came, ah fate!
Can be so unkind, for my date was more
than late!
On a surgery table he did sleep!
His appendix, being removed, I just had
to weep.
We both looked forward to the dance.
Alas, there went my dream~ I had no chance!
But, God saw my young heart was breaking,
To the dance, I went, had no idea his
older brother, was en route to pick me
up for the prom, I was shaking,
He was older than Donnie but a great
date in every way.
A knight in shining armor, he was, indeed
on that fifteenth of May!
June 17, 2020
7pm PST
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countless years of toil took toll on his health,
cruel poverty ravaged his handsome looks,
beloved wife fell sick, closed her tired eyes,
only friend remaining the dearest violin..
and little chirping birdie in cage for comfort!
gifted musician kept on playing
the best tunes he created in his life…
charming melodies from his tender childhood,
endearing family, beautiful cottage
beside a murmuring brook, humming songs
amidst the lap of magnificent nature!
when glorious golden love blossomed
like a ruby red rose at teenage years,
dainty beautiful damsel held his hands,
together they imagined of a peaceful life,
with love and music, Violin and Guitar !
life didn't work out the way they fondly dreamed,
poverty, hard work, painful diseases...
bitter sadnesses of the real world,
finally the soulmate departed, leaving
him behind lonely with a heavy heart!
sound of Violin still enchants the empty space,
tiny Koel from the hills, the intent listener !
October 20, 2022
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