Youthful Poems - Poems about Youthful

Red roses in hand, A lad gives on his way— First flower blooms bright. ____________________________________________________ Author’s Note: This haiku captures the tender offering of a first flower—a quiet symbol of new beginnings and the unspoken bloom of feeling. In its simplicity lies a powerful gesture, marking the quiet start of something beautiful, hopeful, and unknown....

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I was seven, barefoot in the hallway, nose pressed to the brass knob of the guest room— she’d left the key out, but I wanted to see through, the way you want to see the belly of a piano, strings naked, all hammer and throat. The maid caught me, her voice full of linen snaps and starch— What are you doing, Miss? I lied....

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The days of being small in size came back to me After growing up to be six feet three I could always get away with so much as a child From being sweet or sometimes wild I remember doing things as a little boy Simple things that brought me joy From treehouses to homemade skates When the school bell rang, I couldn't...

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As a kid, I had a brilliant plan— Become a dentist! Be The Man! White coat, big bucks, drills that whir... Then I saw my cousin’s clinic—Brrr! The smell alone could curl your soul, I noped right out, no toothy goal. Next up: Baseball! I had the swing! A...

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In the twilight of youthful dreams, where shadows danced with whispers of hope, He fled at eighteen, with a heart full of wanderlust, despising the confines of his small town, With a smile etched on his lips, freed from the frown of familiarity, The world called to him, a vast canvas waiting for his touch, a realm of...

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Afternoon musing, not quite content, Wondering where the time all went - The time not really given, only lent. The first day of fourth grade, In the next desk a new girl stayed, With honey colored hair all in a braid. It would not be easy to concentrate. How could a teacher educate A boy so close to a pretty schoolmate? Boys and...

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i was too afraid to touch you—from fear I would burst into flames ...

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Over 50% of high school marchers cannot identify the 'river' and think it's the 'Carribean Sea' Why pay the kids to march, Mr. Soros their meaningless chants bore us Pay them instead to take geography classes ...

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September 2017 continues: Damian was preparing to leave his Girlfriend's house. Damian said, His farewell. Then left the Giovanni Premises. Meanwhile the Hakim Family uncles included, concocted a Crucial crucible plan to get a grip On the Damian conundrum. The Carter Hakim informed the family Of the problem child. He called All his brothers Uncle Preston, Savarho, Kerris, Rodney, Tito, Tyler and...

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Roof top summer time The excellently exceptional Mischief mallee throwing ice from Hallway windows at passers-by Sunshine all the time sun gaze Am I blind? Summer CRAZE!! Hey! Whatever daze. Cops came Kept the sweat on! Just Youthful Phase HAZEY HAZIER HAZIEST HAZE!! Summer hot simmering Sultry sustaining with what we Were one under the sun fun funnier...

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Yesterday when I was in youthful prime Questioning nothing the whole world was mine Without fear, I met each and every day Wish it were possible to stay that way. Decades have sped by and now in old age Memories abound with me they engage As my eyesight grows dim recall is bright Love burns with passion it did not take flight. Alone...

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The light of joyful youth that shown, ...

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Thomas, an apostle of Jesus, Called Or so presumed. He was not an angel. No, He never claimed. Although he played the part well. Brother Tom, Like we all called him, Was a walking paradox. Because the liquor he loathed he loved And the lady of the night Whose deeds he shunned, She he loved to spend the night in the comfort of her arms. It...

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Relish all those youthful years, Innocence of spirit and mind. Untarnished by forgotten tears, Discarded and left behind. Seek out all those moments fair, Place them all on hallowed ground. Nurture all with tender care, Then sprinkle them all around. Be careful of the path you choose, And beware of that twisted road. One direction and you'll lose, The other dons a lightened load. Wisdom comes from...

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As time flies to the end of a man's days, he tries to go back to his younger self and cherish his youthful memories, wishing he could turn back the hands of time. January 19, 2023 Quote This Poetry Contest Sponsored By: Rick Parise...

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