Youth Poems | Examples of Youth Poetry

i remember being a child longing for someone to hear my scream a scream i never screamed a cry i never cried feeling like i was the only one with eyes wishing someone was wise enough to see what was happening begging someone to realize how broken my lonely heart really was...

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we think we'll be young forever and then we're not ~...

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I feel your unrehearsed pauses-- the rustle of a blue shirt in leaving a tangy ache your firm lips make, holding back cold, collected words. This rendezvous ... a slow-fire quiver while the ending has it's own interment; and outside, night wrestles with time brittle dew against my eyes, dry mouth licking an estranged bite that reminds me of your frivolity . Until...

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Your Summer, lad, will be gone soon. It's time to make some memories. It's writ in phases of the moon - your Summer, lad, will be gone soon. Then, Autumn sings a sadder tune. Take action now, your time to seize. Your Summer, lad, will be gone soon. It's time to make some memories....

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I was young, once, and knew no bounds and oft went running with the hounds chasing heirs, blossoms if not there plucked, without worry or a care. Met in rhythm of a 2 tone ska bewitched by sax and bass guitar; escaping from my ghost town spell Mantovani could go to hell! Rocksteady, reggae, punk, new-wave freedom, freedom, never be a slave! Checkerboard shirts with...

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The vanity of youth is at it’s height when its weight is carried light. It’s an accidental manifestation of another’s envious estimation. It’s lasting value, less than a mirage, disappears with bitterness into old age. To those who took the lie for truth when told in their vanity of youth must now in beauty’s absence live a lie impossible to forget or forgive. ...

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Mid-winter down south, Climbing roses need pruning. Blooms faded like youth..........

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Something that is wasted at times not intentionally But through the course of events ...

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Remember the picnics one day they’ll be gone with only a memory to blanket the green For...

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It was the year of coming into my own. It was the summer I turned fourteen and I was discovering the meaning of freedom. I owned a ghettoblaster and together would take my blanket up the hill to stretch out in an empty field. My horizons had expanded and life seemed full of possibilities. The future was a vast expanse. Not knowing made the...

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the sun the wind the surge childish passions emerge i hear summer’s call nothing holds me back as i swing high and tall years long spent yet i close my eyes and youth is omnipresent a spell of timelessness manifests its sweet caress AP: 3rd place 2025...

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You were not real. But I gave you every real part of me. Stitched you from sighs I didn’t release and silences that lingered too long. I traced your face in fogged mirrors, named you in the ache before sleep. You kissed me in dreams but left my lips colder when I woke. You said all the right things, because I wrote your dialogue. Touched...

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Black top was miles and miles away Dirt road as far as you could see The future just a minute away Was everything you wanted it to be Taking our time but not slowing down Heads in the clouds, bare feet on the ground Up with the sun, chasing the moon around Dirt road living with a real country sound The black top...

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"Everyone's Searching" (Willie Nelson Style; 4/4 Rhythm) Verse 1 (G) Some want their diamonds, (C) some want their gold (G) Some want to stay young and (D) never grow old (G) Some want only to (C) make love (G) Others want a love to (D) hold (G) Some want to (C) save their eternal (G) soul Verse 2 (G) Some seek for pleasure, (C)...

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They told her, "Words are just air". But air can bruise, and silence can tear. She learned to bleed in quiet tones, Each syllable a crack in bones. They carved her name in crooked lies, They laughed when truth leaked from her eyes. Words were chains that held her tight, sweet on tongues, but edged with bite. They dressed...

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