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Sophomore Poems - Poems about Sophomore

Panic At the Station

Sophomore year’s clocked-up my free time. Last summer I made some core promises (to my mom) to go harder on the pre-med track. Perfect grades are ok, I’m told, but they’re underdog, alone. So, this year, my “spare” time is split between hospital volunteering and a (nominally) paid research project. The goal of all this

Categories: sophomore, boyfriend, school, student, teen,
Form: Free verse

Flingin

It’s Spring Fling today - an all-day campus concert with some up-and-coming music acts. We’ll be out there, in the rain if we have to, we're determined and somewhat waterproof. We went out earlier, doing a scan for friends to find seats and place stuff to hold our spot.

What, up until now, have been notes

Categories: sophomore, school, student, teen,
Form: Free verse

Sophomore Breakup

Sorry, lover,
I think you forgot:
that you said forever,
and I did not.
 
A whole week
with no word?
Baby I’m the chick
you’ll never deserve.
 
I see her there,
sitting high in your lap,
with fingers in your hair
like when I did that.
 
So goodbye, lover,
I hope you’ll remember:
you said forever
and you were the ender.

Categories: sophomore, boy, boyfriend, break up,
Form: ABC

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Sophomore Loved

I am in the sophomore
Years of my life.
A crossroads
Arrived at through
Pain and much strife.
Heartened heart
Songs played on fife
Soft more edged
Your passion as night
You steal your glances
Cross your heart,  your knife

Categories: sophomore, desire, devotion, love,
Form: Rhyme

Sophomore

These lines are made of languid expression,
With soothing rhythm and enticing seduction
(But I am held steadfast by a Fool's progression,
And I am the Goods of a Fool's production)

Categories: sophomore, irony,
Form: Light Verse

Sophomore Year

I, in my excitement, 
was waiting for 
That bootstrap.

And with baseball on 
Your mind, I tried
to seduce you with 
Theater. 

Secret dressing 
Room call. Me, you
and the Priest.

I saw between
Your legs as the
Makeup faded and I 
was never
Happier.

And now, matrimony,
a patriarch and
a stained Buddha
Statue I retreat to 
The Garden.

Categories: sophomore, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse

Pupa To Sophomore

Gawky and awkward,
he had a crooked stance,
he startled at slight noise,
and gave furtive glance,
his legs were bowed,
and bowed further in his stand,
his body was lean,
and looked like a fresh bean,
swollen at places,
and vanishing at others,
his clothes too contoured thus,
they were illfitting and bad,
his students glasses slipped on nose bridge,
as his skin bore an unhealthy grudge,
he

Categories: sophomore, inspirational, life, philosophy,
Form: Free verse