believing all you've ever said never thinking it was a lie sadly i was so misled at night i always cry yearning for all our memories to become my life ..........
i love you and i'm here to stay, that is what you always stay, kiss me and i can barely breath, sending bolts into my knees, distance draws us far ..........
i looked up. i saw a shooting star, i saw a shooting star in the dark sky. i made a wish, i made a wish to be with you. i looked down. i saw a ..........
you take my breath away when you walk past me, i wish this breath was everlasting, you take my breath away when you look at me, whenever you look at me i ..........
hold me tight when i ask you to? be there when i need you? help me when i need a clue? always give me the love i seek? kiss me gently on my cheek? catch ..........
met a few girls today forgot their names already checked out the hottie at the gym and still felt guilty i miss you i heard a song while driving in ..........
a song from the heart that i wrote months ago plays on in my head about the love i had once before letting go i know was the right thing to do now i ..........
Teens have a great gift of passion. Teen love poetry has a deluge of emotions from the heart that softens and enriches us and conquers up the same emotions deep within ourselves. Teen love poetry has the knack to bind two people in love in better understanding, evolving into a beautiful work of art. Teen love poetry is beautifully manifested with pen and paper in hand drawing out a collogue of stories unraveled, expressing teens’ desires and love, creating a beautiful piece of art in the end.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and
I- I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
