Under Age Poems - Poems about Under Age

Accustomed to be the sunshine of the sun, Attuned to catch up with all the fun, Worn myself, all to gain love from trust, While may this be true, it all is just nothing, A piece of paper driven...Read the rest...

A Portuguese Village  One has to deal with gossip the trick is to be polite but don't get involved Be friendly but not overly so They all have dogs get them to like you your neighbors will see you as a friendly sort The...Read the rest...

Now I know I went to look for you, where I thought that you might be. I did not find you there, only my lost soul. I called out your name and you did not answer. I...Read the rest...

It's hard to start over with an open mind when your heart has been bruised shut It's hard to let myself go into your arms when my eyes have been blackened with regret But if I've learned...Read the rest...

Always everything  A cleaner is dusting my bookshelf little does she know the dust is my relatives but I know the dust will be back tomorrow The awe we sense  when looking up a starlit night is the knowledge  the universe is us So, the scientists  tell us We are...Read the rest...

,,möge du mich verarsche oder wie?" Nie anwortete ich so zu sie. Nur, ich hatte genug vom fieh Sie zogen es mir unter der nas' ,,im Nu würden sie mehr verdien, komm sie doch zu Real madrd" Lieber würde ich...Read the rest...

Impermanence by O.J. $traight Inspired by Happy Hurts - Icon for Hire My blood, my life source I fear waking up An atheist. No atheists in foxholes. Well I’m in the hole, The pit, The depths of despair, the dead poets...Read the rest...

I want to come back, doggy I want you to spit facts, Teacher I want some overall explaining of maths, Classmates let me introduce myself next, Mom, promise me to not relay on tests, dad no longer give me...Read the rest...

Where are they now Faces drifting through my mind, Like long-forgotten dreams, Memories of long ago, When time was our friend. Where are they now? ...Read the rest...

On my own I choose to live a Quiet life. Trying not to make the same mistake twice. People these days have no respect. So in my solitude myself I protect. Facing each day with a smile on...Read the rest...

Money is always bouncing around. When I was a kid, smaller toys seemed more in reach. I never got a trampoline. I don’t think my parents would let me anyway… Until I turned 22, And a large box showed up...Read the rest...

Sometimes if we are lucky, We meet people who understand us, And make sure we get on the right bus, Who give their life over to us, Trusting us not to throw them under a bus. Sometimes if we are...Read the rest...

faces as old and wrinkled as their clothing a metered gait adjusted to combined needs gnarled hands held, as always, in support the sun welcomes their warm-faced smiles sounds of children in the distance amuse them an old dog sidles...Read the rest...

Doubting thomas doth hanker to live in (or share)... a house without gossips nor gonifs with the missus Maybe a pair of stray eyes will alight on my post might subsequently manifest destiny as a positive force to help me secure a...Read the rest...

Arabic Andalusian poem How delicious it is waking up from slumber as the heat slips away and listen to the sweet sound of the water in the garden's fountain Jamil Osman Hassan ...Read the rest...