100 Best Teen Poems
an adult. It is a turbulent time, with different obstacles to face, and often it seems as if a child or them. These poems are by teens, about teens, and about Life as they see it.there are many, many more of begin.#100Tim MontanoPoems on Life
Let the countdown Life: Sometimes it's good to
look back, and realize life
wasn't always so
complicated.- Teen Poems about Friendship Poems - Teen Poems about Friendship: There is music in the laughter of friends. And sometimes the
Jessee
sound familiar.Asian AngelLove Poems - Teenage Love Poems: Sometimes the only way to say harmony might even I love you.
Caria Canalez
Love Poems - Teenage Love Poems: Can a poem, however lovely, really change fate? Maybe it can…Jessie DueblerI love you, is to say - Teen Poems about
Life: There's a big
difference between being
a father and
Poems on Life that role when our children are young will affect them forever...being "Dad". How we handle - Teen Poems about Life: How much of yourself do you share with the
Poems on Life you hide?Molly HudakPoems on Life - Teen Poems about world? How much do to deal with
pain. And ways to
grow and learn from it, too.Life: There are ways Poems on Life - Teen Poems about Life: A newborn child is a beginning. In more ways
Ericka
Poems on Life - Teen Poems about Life: Growing up is just another phrase than one.
JenniferPoems on Life - Teen Poems about Life: How we see ourselves can often
define who we
become.Linze Love Poems - Teenage Love Poems: Love cannot be easily controlled and, sadly, neither can great distances.Summer Cates
Love Poems - Teenage Love Poems: While Passions has
a whole section devoted to friends that fall in
love, it's not something
that's limited to the older generation.JulesLove Poems - Teenage Love Poems: Unreturned Love has only two options. One of them is to continue hoping…
Taylor Hamilton
Love Poems - Teenage Love Poems: Love is the process of learning about another. Unfortunately, what we learn can sometimes leave
us feeling bitter.
Liza MarieLove Poems - Teenage Love Poems: The phrase "sleeping together" takes on new meaning in this lovely poem.Crystal
Poems on Life
- Teen Poems about Life: Accepting the responsibility for our own
choices is the
first step towards resolving many of our problems.Quinten ChristensenPoems on Life - Teen Poems about Life: The most important thing in school
is maintaining a
good attitude. Yea, right…Lanora MelilloPoems on Life - Teen Poems about Life: If we hear it often enough, even lies can
become a kind
of truth.Phillip LandreyLove Poems - Teenage Love Poems: Where there is love, there is pain. Where there is life, there is hope.Amanda Kavin
Friendship Poems - Teen Poems about
Friendship: The right friend really can change us and our
lives.
Amanda KavinLove Poems - Teenage Love Poems: Love is rarely easy. But sometimes society and other people make it much
harder than it
needs to be..Tammy WaltonPoems on Life - Teen Poems about Life: The life of a teen looks
a bit different
- when seen through the eyes of a teen.Nikki Moone Poems on Life - Teen Poems about Life: There is no more confusing time
in a person's life than
that of adolescence. Sometimes, exploring those feelings - while it doesn't solve the problems - can help us cope with them.Steve BeaudryLove Poems - Teenage Love Poems: When lovers don't get to spend too much time together, they appreciate the time that they
have. They know it
is very special, and keep each other very close at heart.Little TPoems on Life - Teen Poems about Life: Divorce is tough on a man
and woman, but tougher still
on the children who can only watch.We learn from our mistakes,From the wrong turns, we take,From the fake
The Teenage Years
friends we make,And from the
times we almost break.
Our mistakes help us grow,
But at the time, we didn’t know.We didn’t want our
weakness to show.At the time, we couldn’t let them
know.Our fake friends
were there,But they didn’t actually care
Our secrets they would share,
And now, as we pass, they just stare.Not breaking means
you’re strong.
You’d know where you went wrong,
As if you
weren’t waiting so long
To explain yourself, but stay strong.So here’s to the
liars and traitors,All the wannabes and haters
And learning from
our mistakesAnd learning to
spot the fakes.Here’s to being
a teen.Live it up, ’cause we’re living the
dream.—Sarah Lough
So full of deceit,
My life’s a contradiction.One day it’s reality,
The next one
Contradiction
it’s fiction.I’m lost without
reason.
Because I made
it soTo increase the
complexityAnd force myself
to grow.I’m so full
of life today,But tomorrow, it dies.
I’m so full of optimism,
But a pessimist cries.
The two extremes
of who I am
Are what I hate to be.
I’m so scared to waste it,Then scared to
run free.Can I live
it day by day,
Or do I even dare?
I’m so full of wonder now,But tomorrow I
won’t care.—Storm Campbell
I’m not that girl who’s loved by
all.Don’t wear dresses
or go to
Fairytale Girl
balls.I’m not the kind who likes
to sing.Don’t dream of wearing a diamond
ring.I’ve watched the movies
A hundred times.Promises of a tall, dark,
And handsomeBoy in disguise.
But I know
there’s more out there
Waiting for me.
My dreams come
inA different variety.My blue jeans,
My sneakers,
My hopes and dreams
Have a fairytale
ending
Just for me.
So goodbye Cinderella,‘Cause I’m on a
roll.Don’t need a
prince charming
To have or
to hold.The way I
am is perfect,No doubt in
my mind.I’m different, I guess,
And I guess I don’t mind.
—Annabel Lee WintersLook how she’s changed,
Look how she’s grown,
The personality changesI should have
known
The Life Of A Teenage Girl
The make up
she wears,
Each day it
gets thickerWhy is she
doing this?To grow up
quicker?The days she
comes inShe runs to
her roomIs it really
possible,To feel so
much gloom?The tears in
her eyes,Her heart as
it breaksShe will learn
to realizeHer minor mistakes
I cuddle her in
I miss times like this
The young girl
that smiledMy gorgeous ‘Little miss.’
Now her dancing, and prancingThe games we
did playHer sorrow, it drifts memories
So many miles
away
I call her down
As I do
each timeTo ask her
to share with me
The troubles of her prime
The response was different.To the one, I used to
knowShe stared up
at meShe was beginning
to let goThe stories she
toldThe rumors she’d heard
No wonder my princess
Had not said a word
The thing she
said nextOpened my eyes
To a world, I’d never knownA world of
hurt and hated and lies
‘Mum,’ she said
As the tales
unfurled‘This is the life,
Of a Teenage
Girl—Elise
I hear my mom scream,
"Bags, books, your comb, and creamScattered on the
bed with those
From A Teenager’s Side
jeans.This is how
you keep your
room clean?"Do you sometimes forget that I’m a teen?
I hear my father say,"Wake up, get up, and chase your
dreams.This is the
time you should choose your stream.
Don’t waste your time in front
of a computer screen."Well, why don’t you understand? I’m a teen.
I hear my friends complain,"We know it’s tough, but we have to tell you,
You can be
rude without having any clue.
It’s hard to handle you during
your mood swings,As you can go crazy ’cause you don’t know what
you mean."Why don’t you get it? Like you, I’m a teen.
I hear people say,"OMG! Just look at
her size.Food and drinks? She will never
compromise.She should diet, eat carrots and
beansSo she can
squeeze into her jeans."
Why don’t you understand? I’m a teen.Sometimes I wonder, does anyone say,
"She is beautiful in her own way.
She tries her
best to achieve
something.She can be cute and crazy
but never mean.After all, she is my sweet lil’ queen.
Please try and understand; she is a teen."
—OliviaLost in the
confusion of my mindLooking for a
way out
Trapped
Held captive by my own fears and insecurities
Caught up in my emotions of
love & lust, joy & painReady to cry to the world
and wonder if they understand my tears
Always keeping my head bowed, too afraid to see my futureAfraid of the hurt & pain that awaits
meMy heart is filled with rage
& desire for someone I can’t haveBiting my tongue
for others because of the fear of being aloneCompromising for everyone
else but getting nothing in returnWondering why life is such a
bitch but loving everything about itThe ups and
downs; the tears and smiles
Praying that someone can love me
for meRegretting all the things that I’ve done in
my past to bring pain to others
Lost with no way outThanking God for letting me see another day but
ready to write My Suicide Note
because of all the pain I’ve enduredAfraid to take off my mask because of the judgment that lies ahead
Lost in my own confusionSomeone rescue me before I drown—Glendian Robinson
At last, I’m free from the cage.
No longer am I filled with
rage.
To Be Free
I am free from all stress,
Free of anger and all the rest.
I am free from being harmed.
Now I welcome life’s challenges with open arms.
This is my new beginning,
This is my time to shine.Finally, opportunity is mine.
Nothing can stop me,
I’m a girl with a dream.
Everything I have
ever wished for,I can now
redeem.I am free
to dance, free to sing.I now see
that life is a beautiful thing.
This amazing world is mine to
explore,But most importantly…I’m free to
be me,More than ever before.
—Monica Moore
Filled with sorrow, she stands,Icy tears fall
from pain—filled eyes and drops in the
sand,
Angels Falling
She puts on
that painted smile,She is there, but her mind is away miles,Sucked back in
recent past,She wonders why
couldn’t she just work things out
and make their love last,
She knew he was too good to be true,Laughing grimly, she watched as her world turned
to swirling shades of red, black, and blue,Torn from the
inside out,The young, naive girl tried to figure what true love was
all about,Been balancing on
the edge, she is now falling,From the dark, a familiar voice was calling,
His voice invades her head,Persist is the
voice; she decides to ignore him instead,
Blackened wings sprout from her back,
Instead of flying her high and saving her, they allow her
to fall and relax,
Plunging her deeper and deeper, only stopping when she hears a faint sound of a bell,
Fallen and broken, she lays in front of the gates of Hell,—Mickala ScottMy life is
like a circleThere is no specific place to
start
My Misery
My life is like a curvy
dirt roadIt goes on too far
My life is like an engineThat just won’t start
My life is like an eternal
flamea spark that
won’t go out
My life is like a sad baby
It just sits and pouts
My life is like an oceanThat goes too
deepMy life is
like a weeping willow
That just won’t weepMy life is
a shoeIs it just cold and blue
My life is
a lieIt just flies
byMy life is
a sad poemIt can go
on and on.—Trestiny Williams
Share these funny poems with your
teens and bring a smile to
their faces.
Funny Poems For Teens
In a long—ago day no term such as teenagerwas inferredUpon reaching pubescence
Teenage years
adulthood wasconferredNo separate entity
were teenage years
thought to beAnymore than 20
or 30 even
93The business of
giving separate age
a placeon life’s mapHas turned out
to be nothing but a loadof crap
"I’m a teenager," they will wail
and whineImplying "your life is less valuable than
mine"
"I’m your replacement" is what they’retrying to say
But they should at their feet
what’s crawling
on the floor
Their own replacements
will be ready a coupleyears or more.
—Elizabeth Smith
I see you walking down the hall.
Your gorgeous blonde
hair,
Your Smile
Thoughtful blue eyes, andPerfect smile make me flustered.
I try to disappear into myself.
When I will
pass you.A God like
you doesn’t noticePeople who are
like me.Somehow, you catch my
eye.And you wink
at me as we pass.
When you can’t see me anymore,
A smile lights up my face.
The impossible actually
happened!I am left
grinning like a giggly idiot,
Getting concerned glances by others.
Yet, I don’t care because you smiled at me:
You with your sunshine hair,
Deep, blue ocean eyes, andyour contagious smile.My smile glows
because of your smile.
—Tasha Taylor
Hi, my name is
Katy.I’m not an active lady.
I’m happy when
Lazy Teen
I’m on the couch,
But if I get up, I will turn
into a grouch.I sit around and watch much
TV,And oh, the joy it brings to me.
My eyes do restLife as a
teenager is often very different than
life as either not need a For when the
screen is on, they work best.I read books
to ease my time.In my head, the wonders you
would find.I wrote this
poem for class, you know,And oh the
writing, it goes so slow.These will be
the lines.Now go away, it’s TV time.
—Bradi Nichols
Time up! Time up!
Illogical wish
Examiner’s tune
Shut up! Shut up!
Teacher’s tune
Hey! Can’t we ban
it?We children get
a year to hearAnd only 3
hours to starCan’t we keep
it on a little par?Oh! I didn’t mean a
long year,But at least
a dayAnd then it
will, one on one.Teacher talks the
whole day.It may be
any topicCan’t we make
it on a par?Oh! I don’t mean:
Be a talkative
or a lecturerBut a discusser
And then it
can be on any topic.Time up! Time up!
Examiner’s tune
Shut up! Shut up!
Teacher’s tune
Hey! Can’t we ban
it?—Lisha Porwal
Teenage love can
Teenage Poems About Love
be exciting and thrilling yet uncertain at the same time. Share these love poems that express the feelings that teenagers often harbor about their "first love" or crush.I want to
I Want To Be…
be your favorite hello,And I want
to be your hardest goodbye.I want to
be the one who never makes you cry,The one who
puts that sparkle in your eye.I want to
be the one you trust,And I want
to be the one you can tell all your secrets to.I want to
be the one always by your side,The one you’re stuck to
like glue.I want to
be the one who makes you happy,And I want
to be the one who makes you smile.I want to
be the one waiting for you as you’re walking down the aisle,The one to
whom you’d say, "For you, I’d walk a thousand miles."I want to
be the one you truly love,And I want
to be the one who fills your heart.I want to
be the one who’s always there to hold you in the dark,The one who
loved you from the very start.—Deshaun Roberts
When I see
When I See You
you,Your eyes sparkle
while you say hi with the sweetest voice in the world.When I see
you,My heart skips
a beat, and I don’t know what to say.When I see
you,Love and happiness
fulfill my thoughts, and all of my troubles go away.When I see
you,I wonder if
you think about me as much as I think about you.When I see
you,I daydream about
the day we could say "I Do."When I see
you,All I want
to say is, "I love you."—Roslyn Stevenson
You hear of
True Love
true love.In movies and
booksBut not based
onPopularity or looks.
I’ve searched every
corner.Deep in my
mind.But this one
little thing.I just could
not find it.For it was
not in my headBut deep in
my heart.Looking for this
Completely tore me
apart.Then one day
I found it,This thing we
call love.It’s something wonderful,
Sent from above.
We stared at
each other.As our faces
turned red.Yet nothing was
spoken,Nothing was said.
No words were
needed.Because our hearts
said it all.We’d be together
forever,For in love, we did fall.
—Moira Thompson
Your smile makes
A Hoping Crush
me smile,Your laugh makes
me laugh.Your eyes are
enchanting.You make my
thoughts seem daft.Since the day
I first laid eyes on you,My feelings grew
and grew.In that first
conversation, my knees clicked and clacked,And those butterflies
flipped and flapped.And as I
spill these simple rhymes,My mind goes
over time and time.Why didn’t you ask
me to danceDuring that slow
song of endless romance?I hope this
doesn’t seem too creepy.Please don’t think my
thoughts have flown too freely.Just know that
what I speak is trueAnd that I
have fallen deeply for you.—Parker C. Blair
I never showed
My Greatest Regret
my love when she was here.Of her reaction, I always had
that fear.Now she will
no longer stay.I never showed
my love, and now she’s away.
I always wanted
to look at her face.I always wanted
to be near her place.I always had
a feeling deep down inside,A feeling I
always had to hide.I did what
I could to hide what I feel,To hide how
my heart she can steal.Why hide? I was always
asking.Now it’s time for
unmasking.Since I saw
her, I wanted to be more than her friend.Now that dream
will forever end.She was the
first girl on which I had a crush.To see her, I went to
school in a rush.She might seem
normal to you,But she’s a saint
from my point of view.I thought she
was perfect for me,But through my
wish, I wasn’t able to see.I never told
that girl how my feelings were.I never showed
her how much I care.I regret not
having that talk.I regret not
breaking that block.—Hussein A. Termos
Everything was simple,
Forever Vanished Love
Everything was fine.
I knew I
couldn’t have you,And I knew
why.I tried to
move on.I dated other
guys,But then when
we’d hang out,I knew I
had lied to myself.You noticed me
drifting.You said, "Please explain,"
But I didn’t want to
lose you,So I tried
to deal with the pain.It’s hard to
be with you.It gets harder
each day.When I look
into your eyes,I feel my
body floating away.I miss the
way it used to be.You don’t feel the
change.You don’t know I
really love you.I’m sure to
you; it’s just a game.As I close
my eyes tonight,I’ll pray as
I was taught to do.I’ll pray that
you realize thatI love you, but I can’t have you.
—Stefanie
When I look
A Passionate Heart
at you,It makes my
heart overwhelmed with loveflowing from my
spirit through my itty bitty tiny veins.The glow that
your face giveswhen I look
into your eyesas I stare
at you,it’s like your
lovefor me spells
out in the air, sayingbaby, I will always
be there.Thinking ’bout that day
when we met,it was like
we were meant for one another…The way we
connected,the thoughts we
shared,the love we
showed,if only everybody
could see and know thatmy heart is
a passionate reflection of youthat no one
can ever undo.My passionate heart…
It cries for
you,but only if
you knewthat my passionate
heart isa reflection of
how I feel about you.—Ericka
Although I speak
I Fell So Deep
about you so much,Although everyone can
see it,I would never
admit it…Admit how I
feelWhen I first
met you.I just thought
it was a silly crush.Over time it
grew on me; you grew on me.I found myself
smiling; then I found myself thinking of you.I tried not
to cry, but tears still broke through.I always asked
myself could it be true?Or is this
just a one—off thing?You made me
smile; you made me feel special.I know you
don’t feel the same, but I want you to.I’ve never admitted
this to anyone, not even you.I think I’ve fallen in
love with you.—Alisha
Have I ever
Have I Ever?
told you how much you mean to me?And how it
feels like heaven whenever you’re with me.I just love
the way you hold me in your warm embrace.And when I’m down, how you gently
wipe the tears from my face.The way you
kiss, how your lips softly and sweetly meet mine.The way you
innocently look into my eyes, with love and passionand never cold
like ice.So, you’re asking, "How much do
I mean to you?"Words can’t explain how
I feel,but honey, I love you!
—Asian Angel
I sit here
Wishing
day and night.Wishing with all
my mightThat one day, you will see
How much you
mean to meYou’re like an
angel sent from aboveAnd I want
you to trust me with your loveI don’t see you
every dayBut you’re in my
heart anywayYou’re gentle, kind, and sweet.
And I’m praying the
next day we meetYou’ll fall in
love with meAnd then you’ll finally see
What I’ve been feeling
all this timeWishing you were
mine.—Jules
Your dark flowing
My Angel
hair does tickle my noseafter you kiss
me when I give you a rose.Your sweet blue
eyes send my mind in motion;they remind me
of the sparkle of the sun in the ocean.your calm, gentle voice always
brings me a smile;It is so
sad we may only talk for a while.I want to
sit and hold you forever,for that is
a memory I long to endeavor.The touch of
your soft, gentle hands against minesends wonderful chills
along my spine.My dreams to
be with you have finally come true,For now, I will never
want to let go of you.—Steve Beaudry
It was love
Love From The Start
from the start,you came and
stole my heart.When I first
looked at you, and you looked at me,I blushed and
smiled with glee.I felt so
loved by youYou gave me
everything that I asked you to.We were in
love, all our friends watched in envy,When we were
together I felt so free.You gave me
all that I could ask for,And everything you
did, I adored.You called me
pretty when I was in a hair net,And told me
not to go just yet.I would like
to say just one thing,Baby, you are my
everything.—Hannah
I like holding
Her
her hand,Holding her in
my armsNever wanting to
let goNever saying goodbye,
Wishing the kiss
lasted forever.Her smile brightens
my day.And her presence
is even greater.For then, I know I
will always Love herAnd with every
Hug and KissOur relationship grows
stronger.I feel sad
when she cries,Wanting to make
things better,But all I
can do is tell herThat I will
always be there.And I just
want her to knowthat I will
always Love her.—William Johnson
How can I
The Last Goodbye
say I’m sorryWhen I know
that you don’t care?Now that I
have done you wrongHow can I
say these feelings that I share?I cannot say
I love you.Or that I
really truly care,‘Cause my words
would mean as much to youAs a layer
of thin air.How can I
say good—byeMust I face
my worst fear?Must I lose
all of these feelingsThat I hold
so near?How can I
let goOf a love
that was so true?How can I
forget these feelings?That I still
hold for you?Why can’t I say
goodbye?Even when I
was wrongTo think that
these feelingsCould it last
forever long?But I guess
it’s really over.I’m left alone
and so sad,Yet I still
think of usAnd all the
times we had.Maybe in the
futureWe can sort
this all through,But until then, my dearest love
I’ll say one
last, "I love you."—Michael Bush
The feelings I
Feelings
feel insideI can’t explain
It’s like I
still love youbut it doesn’t feel the
same.The memories we
hadstays on my
mindHow can I
forgetI think about
them all the time.I wish we
could go backto how we
were beforeBut it feels
like the love we had beforejust isn’t there anymore.
So many thoughts
run through my headlike what kind
of future we have aheadI hope all
our problems go awayso we can
live happier together forever, everydayAnd if by
chance our love does endI hope to
God that we can still be friends.—Austine’a Burrell
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