Juvenile Poems - Poems about Juvenile

In streets of struggle, where poverty reigns A youthful cry, with futures in chains Limited options, and resources scarce Leads to desperation, and a troubled stance Low-income homes, with stress and strife Parental struggles, and a child's lost life Unmet needs,...Read the rest...

How would you feel, If you went home today To find a strange creature Had entered your cave While you were away? How would you feel, If the door to your cave Had been kicked in by a kid Who just could...Read the rest...

Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde Jovial Dr Jekyll played for juvenile Justice a just jaspered journey jokingly jumped...Read the rest...

These are my early poems, or juvenilia... alien by michael r. burch there are mornings in england when, riddled with light, the Blueberries gleam at us— plump, sweet and fragrant. but i am so small ... what do i know of the ways of...Read the rest...

Obstacles and affection contradictory pleasure casual teenage love...Read the rest...

Jinxed juvenile slithers, withers unseen. Feeling the angst of earlier guilt trips, A Christian conscience and its censorships - this golden-haired boy was not born to glean. Mind colored from purloined men's' magazine; (note purplish stains too on his...Read the rest...

Early Poems XVII Morning by Michael R. Burch It was morning and the bright dew drenched the grasses like tears the trembling lashes of my lover; another day had come. And everywhere the flowers were turning to the sun, just as the night before I...Read the rest...

Baby Rick Gets Into Honey Sticky Ricky Happy Home Boy Gladdie Laddie Pizza Face Simply Pimply Seasonal Track Star Winter Sprinter What Jiminy Got For Speeding Cricket Ticket April 15, 2022...Read the rest...

All I could afford Was loitering at Stu Wards Having a draft Rooty tooty in beer craft When suddenly It was not funny A feeling I was done ...Read the rest...

All I could afford Was loitering at Stu Wards Having a draft Rooty tooty in beer craft When suddenly It was not funny A feeling I was done ...Read the rest...

These are early poems of mine, written as a high school student in the 10th grade. as Time walked by by Michael R. Burch yesterday i dreamed of us again, when the air, like honey, trickled through cushioning grasses, softly flowing,...Read the rest...

20 minutes that is 120 weeks in prison 2 years, 3 months, 2 weeks and 20 minutes to get locked up 20 minutes to fingerprint you 20 minutes to process you 120 weeks in prison is 2 years, 3 months, 2...Read the rest...

Juvenilia: Early Poems VI An Illusion by Michael R. Burch The sky was as hushed as the breath of a bee and the world was bathed in shades of palest gold when I awoke. She came to me with the sound...Read the rest...

Chanting for the jewel in the heart of the heart of the lotus Ohm mani padme hum I bite the invisible neon green cast off which protects my broken wrist flushing bits down the mirror or chrome toilet of the...Read the rest...

Spineless behaviour, walks on mud and leaves no foot prints the creator’s puzzle, only unravels through difficult hints existing as one of morality’s abandoned orphans bladder is always full but preserved for subsequent plans the streets are in tears,...Read the rest...