Growing up Poems

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Don't look under the bed
by Dorothy Eleanor

Every child reaches the age
When their thoughts need no consent.
When hearts twist and writhe,
Simple encounters evoke torment.

Days pass as moments,
Slipping through the tightest of grips;
Youth kisses sweet time goodbye
With soft, selfish lips.


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Memories of a While Back
by Mai ✿

O memories of long ago
I never thought I'd miss you
I still remember those times
Never thought they'd be the best of times
Oh, how I long for those days
Hard as they were, painful even
They are the loveliest, nonetheless
Younger me would've been perplexed
If she knew I want those days back!
But perhaps that's how life is

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Adipocere
by Jessica Leininger

Something is rotting inside me.
Nauseatingly sweet release.

I cross the street, looking around.
Safety has a price.

Banana condom taste test.
Red light’s gone out.

Nervous tic motion

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56. Adversity Anniversaries
by Kea Campbell

Loving had never made me feel so lonely, and living never made me feel so lifeless. 
Patience was scarce and I was desperate for rest, and the only peace I found was in romanticizing my death.  
Hate was addictive, but only towards myself, because I bought into the beauty standards that society sells. 
 
At 10 I didn't know that it was rape and not love, because I believed what he told me until he hurt me for fun. 
12 and I hoped that my heart surgery would fail, because at least it'd get me out of writing fair wells. 
14 and I wondered “What if infanticide would have won?” or “What if my parents had never given me up?” 
16 and my wrists were an escape from the numb, and the only things I believed in were my sports and bulimia. 
18 and my stories grew older and untold, because no one had time to be friends with broken souls.  
19 and 1 month and I feel most alive; now I know how to live, and not just survive. 

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If only I could travel as far as my eyes can see
by Marra Makinen

An eighteen hour trip with two layovers
But when the mechanical wings finally breach the clouds
It's worth it
This land, however distant, is lush and green
Hills mark the skyline and square patches show the division of farms like a patchwork quilt
White dots speckle the ground and I never realized so many sheep existed

It's different here
I can drink despite only being eighteen
Buses and trains take me places I only knew cars to take me before

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Brookville Summers
by Kevin Schroeder

The creek was cool beneath the sun,
Its waters sparkled, our laugh begun.
We dove and splashed in endless play,
Wolf Creek kept the heat at bay.

Golden Gate’s diamond called our names,
Where dust flew wild in epic timeless games.
The crack of the bat, the cheers, the grin,
Moments carved deep, where dreams begin.


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56. Adversity Anniversaries
by Kea Campbell

Loving had never made me feel so lonely, and living never made me feel so lifeless. 
Patience was scarce and I was desperate for rest, and the only peace I found was in romanticizing my death.  
Hate was addictive, but only towards myself, because I bought into the beauty standards that society sells. 
 
At 10 I didn't know that it was rape and not love, because I believed what he told me until he hurt me for fun. 
12 and I hoped that my heart surgery would fail, because at least it'd get me out of writing fair wells. 
14 and I wondered “What if infanticide would have won?” or “What if my parents had never given me up?” 
16 and my wrists were an escape from the numb, and the only things I believed in were my sports and bulimia. 
18 and my stories grew older and untold, because no one had time to be friends with broken souls.  
19 and 1 month and I feel most alive; now I know how to live, and not just survive. 

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Memories of a While Back
by Mai ✿

O memories of long ago
I never thought I'd miss you
I still remember those times
Never thought they'd be the best of times
Oh, how I long for those days
Hard as they were, painful even
They are the loveliest, nonetheless
Younger me would've been perplexed
If she knew I want those days back!
But perhaps that's how life is

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Transfiguration
by Anastasiia Mikhailovna

When does all the reinvention, reincarnation, praying, and stumbling end?
Where does the transformation stop and the life after it begin?

To transfigure is to change, to become more beautiful and spiritual
And yet, each one of my successive reinventions
Feels more like sewing sinews to a fractured bone
Than weeks in which I praise God and embrace the transformation.

I am tired of reinventing myself.
It has been five years since I began to change–

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Growing Pains
by Gus Krueger

Achy bones like brittle tree bark
Stretching skin ripping like paper
Numb tendons lagging behind
Emotions mixed like soup on a cold day
Confused in finding a footing
Changes etched in aging eyes
Renewed perspective aching with stretching numbness
Growing up means experiencing new Pains.

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