POEMS OF THE PAST- (A TEEN’S LIFE)

ChrisLyn🕊

I remember when I was a teen,

what an awesome life it had been

We had many cool friends 

All trying the latest swag trends

 

During class hours we had a lot of fun

Boys with cool spikes and girls with messy buns

Boys dribbling around and smashing window glasses

Girls hovering in washrooms and bunking classes


We nicknamed teachers with funny names

And in turn they would punish and put us to shame

We played pen fights on tables and fought for chairs

During free lectures we played truth and dare


The popular girl would always spy on her crush

When her cool dude would pass, she would look around and blush

Those carefree, good old days will never return back 

I will forever cherish them till the very end..

 

 

May 2017

Does anyone miss their school days.. ? Well growing up is great feeling  but it sure does come with a lot of responsibilities and duties. Back in school, my parents would take care of everything and I only had the job of studying . However life isn’t the same now.. and I do miss my teen self.. 

  • Author: Nephophile(e) (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 27th, 2022 12:50
  • Comment from author about the poem: POEMS OF THE PAST - series of poems that I wrote back in school and mean a lot to me. I was afraid to share them back then fearing my friends would find them cringy ..but I’m happy to share them with my poetry community today.
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  • EmotionsOnwhitepaper

    Those school days and pen fights and plays with your friends, loitering around the classes and teasing people with their crush name.... I just passed out but cause of covid its like 2 years without school, i really miss them

    • ChrisLyn🕊

      Yeah , never knew I would miss school this much

    • Accidental Poet

      That rear-view mirror always pulls us back to the times we miss the most ChrisLyn. Always hold onto those memories. Beautiful write. 😉

    • Neville


      you're sure not alone my friend .. a well penned account of times I too hold dear .................... Neville



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