Poem about Teen Life

Poem About Writing Poetry

I am in my teens and had a very hard time at school in my younger years. My mother and counselor have helped me deal with it. All the kids I know have found their special talent but me. My English teacher gave us homework to write a poem. I have never written a poem in my life, but just maybe I have found my special thing. I've learned now when I'm sad or upset to sit down in quiet spot with a blank piece of paper and just write things down until I feel better.

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Life is full of regrets. Well lets say I was born to face all these horrible things and make all these mistakes but even today the question is why don't we get caution signs so we can know...

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Published: March 2014

A piece of colored paper,
with no dialogue or animation,
can strike a drawer's
or writer's utter fascination.

When an extra hand comes in contact,
with a rectangle that is clear,
as taping a pencil stresses,
to think of an idea.

With so many different options,
that might all be the same,
when they are all put together,
it could just have a name.

But if tried a little harder,
to think of what to write,
then just maybe the page,
won't forever stay white.

A page can hold secrets,
that many try to find,
though will never be found,
unless you use your mind.

It could have a certain type of meaning,
that a teacher tries to test,
with changes here and there,
so the students have no rest.

A page can be a canvas,
to the drawers with a need,
to take out their emotions,
so their mind can be freed.

But just one little mistake,
just one little tear,
ssrrcchh goes the canvas,
one less picture for a fair.

A page can be a story,
for writer determination,
to inspire many children,
with great imagination.

They can be about heroes,
that have armor as shiny as the sun,
that fight medieval dragons,
until every deed is done.

Many people have trouble,
when they are given the chance,
it's only for areas on,
so your skills can be enhance.

A blank sheet in front of you,
is a great possible thing,
if you just use your imagination,
who knows what it will bring.

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  • by Yakhumusa
  • 2 years ago

Life is full of regrets. Well lets say I was born to face all these horrible things and make all these mistakes but even today the question is why don't we get caution signs so we can know when there is danger. I'm only 20 but tears roll out on my cheeks every night because of the choices I've made... Well I regret them but regrets are reckless these days, my point is I wish I was too careful on time so I wouldn't cry like I am today, bad choices affected my decisions but I will rise and start over.

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