Growing Poems - Poems about Growing

THE POINT OF TIME From the initial first breath to the very last Is a life that has to be given room to grow And time to think, if only to know oneself The future beckons yet recognises the...Read the rest...

Georgie Porgie was a little overweight, since he loved tasty desserts, Like puddings and baked pies; or green woods, full of robin concerts. Georgie was ten years of age, possessing an impish sense of humor; And played tricks...Read the rest...

From the daggers of pain of the failures and miseries in life,the horrors of nightmares of constant defeats like a wounded spartan soldier surrounded by a wide Persian army in the battlefield with the...Read the rest...

I've got..... I've got skin cancer, bone cancer, lung cancer too, I won't ever let it beat me, if it's the last thing I do. It'll never define me, there till my life is due, Holding on to days new grown, finally like my...Read the rest...

Every mundane moment hides a trap door, A song on the radio, a slammed screen door, The scent of jasmine floating on summer air— Each one a key unlocking memories I cannot bear. Coffee spills across the counter's white, And...Read the rest...

BIO He was, at least in his youth A growing lad, and far to go Pushing a boundary or two And trying everything new Fine with putting on a show Yet keen to pursue the truth A band, marriage and twins Study, and...Read the rest...

I've gotten better  Or so I thought Cuz suddenly the words I'm not okay  And I want to die Left my mouth Which is weird Because I thought I was better  But that's not a thing right It doesn't get better It only gets worse And this...Read the rest...

Life is like a chess game/ Sometimes I feel like/ The isolation/ Is getting the best of me/ Losing touch with reality/ Life has never been kind/ No matter what you do/ There will always be haters/ In the woods/ Struggling through the trenches/ From...Read the rest...

I stand on the grounds once treaded by my Ancestors I represent countless generations long Gone But their spirits urges us on to carry the Torch The soils are bathed with their tears and blood My fore father's once once...Read the rest...

I am going to draw koi fish on my nails. Tiny little things, swimming free in a sea of blue they can’t see the end of. But I can. Everything has an end. You must remember - live life with...Read the rest...

City life, for kids, before the onslaught of helicopter parents and mandatory parental involvement in every aspect of growing up. We played baseball, no umpires, the bases pieces of cardboard, scratched in dirt, or...Read the rest...

Their toys are all strewn across every room Each soon to be broken or lost. Their books are forlorn, all tattered and torn In the corner where they have been tossed. Mommy is hoarse from the screaming, of course. “Put...Read the rest...

Traveling far, far away from home Leaving family and friends to roam Did not expect changes it would bring To a life feeling apathy’s sting Had much pity from which to borrow Saw no bright future into tomorrows Never thought to...Read the rest...

See, that is there joy Let kids play, take years to change And laugh at their past....Read the rest...

When day becomes night And night becomes day The cycle continues With less on display For chapters reopen And life unrehearsed The card that you played Was never dealt first The life that you want Is merely in reach And...Read the rest...