Teenage Love Poems
Funny and Sweet Teenage Love Poems
Teenage love poem by Nichole M. Quihuis
I can't believe how great you make me feel!
I feel like when I'm with you all I can do is have a great time!
With guys I'm shy and I can't be myself!
With you I am myself!
The thing is you see me for me!
You have no clue how great you make me feel!
All I can say is I hope I am returning the favor!
You make me laugh, smile, and feel beautiful'
How can you do all that, you, a guy?
No guy can possibly be this great.
It's almost like it's too good to be true!
I feel like I'm stuck inside of a great dream.
I'm waiting to be pinched, so I can wake up and come to reality.
But when I talk or I'm with you it's real
You are real this is real.
You take my jokes and I take yours!
How can you be so great?
Teenage poems by Ashley Mclean
The first thing I think of
When I think of you,
Is your wonderful smile.
The second would be your adorable laugh.
I could go on and on,
But the list would never end.
When I think of the short time
That we've been together
And of all of the happy memories we've already shared
It amazes me to no end
And I know that we were meant to be together.
I look at you and see overflowing love, hope, and joy
As well as charm, strength, happiness and dignity.
With all of these wonderful qualities
It's no wonder I love you so.
Go, lovely Rose
by Edmund Waller
Go, lovely Rose—
Tell her that wastes her time and me,
That now she knows,
When I resemble her to thee,
How sweet and fair she seems to be.
Tell her that 's young,
And shuns to have her graces spied,
That hadst thou sprung
In deserts where no men abide,
Thou must have uncommended died.
Small is the worth
Of beauty from the light retired:
Bid her come forth,
Suffer herself to be desired,
And not blush so to be admired.
Then die—that she
The common fate of all things rare
May read in thee;
How small a part of time they share
That are so wondrous sweet and fair!
Love teenage poems by Erin Howley
When I said I loved you,
It was a lie.
Lust is what
I felt inside.
I'm still wondering
what love is,
This couldn't have been it,
it wasn't all bliss.
We definitely wouldn't
be good together;
The two of us mixing
was like bad weather.
You were snow,
and I was the sun.
The task of staying together
could never be done.
If I say this over and over,
maybe I'll believe.
I'll get out of this okay,
if I can deceive me.
Teenage poetry By Janet Cano
When does it happen?
Where does it go?
How does it grow?
Who owns it?
Why do you speak of it?
Is it fiction or non-ficiton?
Does it come from the heart or the mind?
Love is true, love is bold...
Love is something hard to hold.
Love is soft and nice;
but can also melt like ice.
Love goes from heart to heart.
Love is owned by everyone.
Love is spoken by every poet,
every important person,
and every other person too.
Love is fiction,
and at the same time non-fiction.
Love comes from the mind,
and it also comes from the heart.
All young ones love,
as old ones do.
Love is hard to get to;
but sometimes it may be hard to get through...
Romantic Poems. Eurovision 2008