Facebook Activity
Teen Ink on Twitter
Teen Ink
teenink
Home
> Advanced Search
Advanced Search Results
Results per page:
Advanced search
- Poetry > Free Verse
It’s a satirical thing, To love. Something once treasured, So forgotten. Held in such esteem, Now ignored. Treasured by older generations, Their virtue. Taking an oath to love one person, Beyond crazy. What is wrong with us?... - Poetry > Free VerseWhen our kids ask us how we got here what are we to say? Will we tell them how you asked me out on the first of May? Will we tell them that their mothers smile, Took a vacation for a while, When their father up and left, Snatched her heart and made a theft. Or are we to tell them that in the f...
- Poetry > Free VerseI guess it's over. I guess we are done. I thought we had something more. I thought wrong. I wish I knew what I did. I wish i knew what to say. I don't it to end like this. I don't really have a choice. I guess this is goodbye. I guess it's over....
- Poetry > Free VerseWe will forever be traveling together, No matter weather, Age, Or time. We will forever be traveling together, No matter where, Why, Or how. We will be forever traveling together, Friends forever, Always together....
- Poetry > Free VerseWhere darkness casts its grave shadow, Where hopelessness is found, Where dreams of love have vanished, Is where your ghost is found....
- Poetry > Free VerseLove, what does mean? Where can I find? Does it grow on trees? Love, what does it mean? Is he the one? How can I be sure? Love, what does it mean? Why did it end? Did he really ever want me? Love, what does it mean? Why did I ever fall for him? Why did he hurt me so? What does love mean?...
- Poetry > Free VerseAt seven, all I wanted was to be superman To save the entire world. I wanted to protect its people From pain and sorrow and hurt. I wasn’t sure how to do this, But at the time that didn’t matter. At seven all I wanted to do, Was to save other kids, Kids like me, From witnessing what I w...
- Poetry > Free VerseWe walked along the frozen cold street. Our feet bundled inside fleecy winter boots. We talked about the game last night, The goals, the fights, the calls, How they won in overtime, The loud uproar from the crowd. We walked along the icy path, As we did time and time before. I slipped, I fel...
