Content with
'Go to hell, go to hell'
Blasted one young teen
Why? ' What am I doing on net? ' I said
'You are doing nonsense, I bet'
Taken a back for a while
Fumed, just disappeared the smile
Was I so unwelcome or wrong?
Had I no place to find among?
I am in my teen, and not yet twenty
You may have lived with years plenty
'Are you not ashamed' to be on net
'Dear you can blast, but have we ever met? I asked
No, but you have commitment a sin
Put your ideas in just dust bin
Whether be it pot or simple tin
I will not let you allow or win
I said “Dear calm down'
You aren't the only one in town
You may frown, eyes may turn brown
Not only 'hell', but use and add another noun
Not only sex on phone but nudity
Still may be there simple purity
Why not you make just clarity?
What can be best like the quality? I argued
'No then also, you just go to hell
No ringing alarms but only bell,
It will be bad if you do so well
Consider it right and jump in the well. She argued
Oh, dear teen, you are simple kid
You know not and have no lid
Candle can be lit and not just ignite
If you have will and idea definite
Fear not for a while from simple man
Freedom may be right but can’t be a ban
Never do or suffer from narrow thought
Danger may lurking but always to be fought
I thought for a while but did not cave
Honour was at stake and necessary to save
Things may be right but ways don’t pave
She was foolish teen but not brave
It is always good to be friends on line
Wrong signal it sends and undermine
The prestige and status should be respected
One must realize……………..
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell'
Blasted one young teen
"What am I doing on net? "
"You are doing nonsense, I bet"
Taken a back for a while
Fumed and just disappeared the smile
was I so unwelcome or wrong?
Had I no place to find friends among?
I am in my teen, and not yet twenty
you may have lived with years plenty
"Are you not ashamed' to be on net"
"Dear you can blast, but have we ever met? " I asked
No, but you have commitment a sin
Put your ideas in just dust bin
Whether be it pot or simple tin
I will not let you allow to score point or win
I said "Dear calm down"
You aren't the only one in town
You may frown, eyes may turn brown
Not only 'hell', but use and add another noun
Not only sex on phone but nudity too
Still may be there simple purity to be true
Why do not you make point or just clarity?
What can be best quality to justify? I argued
"No then also, you just go to hell"
You need no alarms pr bell
It will be bad if you stick here and perform well
"Consider it right now and jump in the well" She argued
Oh, dear teen, you are simple kid
You know not and have no lid
Candle can be lit and not just ignite
"If you have will power and ideas definite" I tried to cool her down
Fear not for a while from simple man
Freedom may be right but can't force a ban
Never do or suffer from narrow thought
Danger may be lurking but always to be fought
I thought for a while but did not cave
Honor was at stake and was absolutely necessary to save
Things may be right but not put in right prospective
She was foolish teen but not subjective
it is always good to be friends on line
Some of the fears can allayed or sidelined
the prestige and status should be respected
One must realize and certainly introspected
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Wish You Were Here
I sent you a postcard
Thought it would be funny
Would have sent a souvenir
But they took all my money
It's pretty warm down here but it ain't sunny
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I tried to call you
I tried to call you
Long distance operators that only stall you
Besides the damn rates are so high
They just appall you
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
It started out a nice vacation
Left the station right on time
Can't get a ticket to get me home, dear
They just don't have too many flights from twilight zone, dear
So don't forget to feed my cats
Spot and Jerome, dear
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
Having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
Having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
Seeing all the sights here
I'm getting lonely
I'd show you all the film I took if they would only
Let me go home
Dear, sincerely
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
song performed by by Alice Cooper
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
To The Woman I Once Loved
i have this morning seen
this picture of a teen-age girl
in facebook,
she carries your chinese eyes
and your rosy lips
i am bothered by her nose
it is not yours as a matter of prose
her eyebrows oh i will always remember
black birds which we watched while we drank beer
when i was yet your truthful lover
when your head once rested on my shoulder
when we were seated on a bench of yore
facing a row of boats docked ashore
i am nurturing a broken heart
and so i understand how is it to be hurt
this teen-age girl who wears this sweetest smile
takes me back to you my dear -in a certain while
i smile to myself, i admit i have been so wrong
and too must i admit, i am still so strong.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
At the time I came along, Hollywood's idea of teen movies meant there had to be a lot of nudity, usually involving boys in pursuit of sex, and pretty gross overall. Either that or a horror movie. And the last thing Hollywood wanted in their teen movies was teenagers!
quote by John Hughes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
For The Defence
'This Cen-TEEN-ary,' sez 'e
Sez I, 'You'll pardon me.'
(Perlite, like that, first off, and 'arf in laughter).
'You'll pardon me, I'm sure,'
I sez: 'but, speakin' pure,
Cen-TEN-ary, I think's, the word you're after.'
'Cen-TEEN-ary!' sez 'e;
An' looks fair, bang at me
All sort of snakey-eyed an' irritated.
Sez I, 'Don't be absurd,
For the dictionary word
Is Cen-TEN-ary. It's much more edjacated.'
'Cen-TEEN-ary!!' sez 'e.
Some'ow, 'e seemed to be
The sorta bloke wot gits me back up proper.
'Aw, brush yer brains!' sez I,
Gettin' 'ot. (I dunno why.)
'Cen-TEN-ary!' I sez. 'You darn clod-'opper!'
'Cen-TEEN-ary!!!' sez 'e,
As snarky as could be.
You know the sorta bloke I mean - pig-'eaded).
'Cen-TEN-ary, you fool!
Ain't you never been to school?'
Sez I. An' then things 'appened - like I dreaded.
'Cen-TEEN-ary!!!' sez 'e.
An' 'e swings a left at me
That would 'a' knocked me cold, if it 'ad landed.
'Ho! A gentleman!' I sneers;
'Full of nice, perlite idears.'
Then I ups an' tears right into 'im, two-'anded.
'Cen-TEEN-ary,' squeaks 'e.
(Still obstinit, yeh see).
Well, it weren't no time for bein' tender-'arted,
So I spreads 'im on the floor,
An' 'e never sez no more ....
So, please yer Worship, that was 'ow it started.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Stars In His Eyes
Teen wearing cool shades while he waits,
waits at to learn electric guitar to be great.
Be a great guitar player with 'Stars in his Eyes'
his guitar glows on stage late at night.
Teen waiting at Marathon Guitar Center store,
learning guitar from Rich,
to be better than before.
I told teen as I went out the door.
'You are in inspiration to me, '
as we both held on to our guitars,
'You will one day be a great rock star'.
Teen smiled and then Rich added,
'He will give you tickets to the front row-
to his sold out 'Rock Guitar Show'.
Teen smiled to Rich's reply,
I knew this teen could reach for the skies,
and be the 'Guitar Player with Stars in his Eyes.'
Written Suzae Chevalier on January 28,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I think I am too old to be doing teen movies. I am just kind of annoyed, because you have all these teen movies coming out with usually either Lindsay Lohan or Hilary Duff doing four of the exact teen movies over and over again.
quote by Alexa Vega
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Visiting hell
I longed to visit hell,
Eager to see and stories to tell,
But I hoped to see it at the earliest,
I thought it may not be good but best,
My eyes stopped and took me by surprise,
Alighted from winged plane to rise,
I wondered and thought step so wise,
One should come here and improvise,
Not bad place to reside,
Leaving all worries aside,
All looked after well,
Nothing to fear like hell,
It is right choice to be here,
Easy to find and not to go anywhere,
All comforts and great souls to meet,
All happily residing and ready to greet,
Why people on earth don’t know it?
You won’t get place even you go with lamp lit,
Do all whatever you can and then come,
Doors 24 hours open and always welcome,
It is little crowed otherwise no problem,
All comforts and stability provided to them,
All fears, long chase and reprisal not here,
Free movement and at will to go anywhere,
I found one notorious soul and asked for comment,
Quick was reply with broad smile” Don’t lament”
People there problematic and hell bent,
We have found this place as heavenly sent,
Don’t be afraid of coming here,
You will not find the good place anywhere,
So we send the message for your happy voyage,
Leave all there for them and bring no luggage,
You will have good beginning and new page,
Freedom from harassment and virtual bondage,
Surrounded by family like strong prison,
Have no say, clear ideas or simple vision
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXX: Good Vs Bad
Good is always in simple mind, bad always thinks how to trick
Good is always in simple way, bad always finds the escape
Good is always in simple manner, bad always fakes to cheat
Good is always in simple purpose, bad always has a catch
Good is always in simple reason, bad always uses layered lies
Good is always in simple trust, bad always changes the side
Good is always in simple life, bad always watches his back
Good is always in simple word, bad always talks complicated
Good is always in simple fun, bad always tired to understand
Good is always in simple hope, bad always tries to control the world
Good is always in simple choice, bad always looks what’s the point
Good is always in simple act, bad always counts the advantage
Good is always in simple thing, bad always exaggerates what have been
poem by Maria Sudibyo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Smoking or Non-Smoking
Christ pointed out two places, of which you could go,
One was heaven above, and the other Hell below.
The Lord Himself said not many words about Heaven,
Except it would be filled with all our Christian Brethren.
Since The Lord said more about this place He called Hell,
It's importance is something we should continue to tell.
Hell is not simply a state of mind of temporary separation,
But instead, Hell is a Lake of Fire and of eternal duration.
The smoke of this fire will rise upwards forevermore,
So it's time to fear The Lord, I can tell you for sure.
Neither is Hell a final resting place filled with wicked fun,
But, it's a place of lasting torment, in which you should shun.
Next time you think Hell is just a simple interjection,
Remember it may be the place of your eternal selection.
The only way up is to accept God's Good News of Salvation,
Which will put you in Heaven, and fill you with Eternal elation.
If you have heard Christ's Good News and your choice is rejection,
Then Hell my dear friend is your place of Eternal selection.
Now that you have these words of Eternal direction,
Will you be in the Smoking or Non-Smoking section.
(Copyright © 08/2002)
A Simple Thing
Sometimes it’s a simple things
that brings the most pleasure there.
A little, treat for someone
of whom you really care.
A smile to a stranger
you may meet on your way.
That smile might
just make their day.
It’s the simple things
we take for granted
that bring the biggest joy.
The simple things
that lights up a face
that sorrow has stained.
So remember
a simple thing like a smile
can turn a frown upside down.
8 May 2008
poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
If You Wish To Keep God On Your Side
Many people of the World's greatest religions one common thought do share
They think that they can save their souls from hell by the simple act of prayer
But if there is a God and an afterlife they surely have got it wrong
For God should be for everyone and everyone to God belong.
If you are one who believes in prayer but by God's law does not live
Then your fair God on judgement day much sympathy to you will not give
If you do lack in honour and wrong others in some way
Then your God will not pardon you though hard to him you pray.
Those who do their killing in God's name to his kingdom will not enter in
For murder in God's eyes no matter what the cause is a death of the soul sin
And abuse and rape of others God too find hard to forgive
If you wish to keep God on your side a good life you must live.
There's far more to the soul's salvation than some do realize
For those unequal in the eyes of man would be equal in God's eyes
And if there is an afterlife in another World somewhere
For entry into such a special place one would need more than prayer.
poem by Francis Duggan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Simple Kind Of Life
For a long time I was in love
Not only in love, I was obsessed
With a friendship that no one else could touch
It didnt work out, Im covered in shells
And all I wanted was a simple thing
A simple kind of life
And all I needed was a simple man
So I could be a wife
Im so ashamed, Ive been so mean
I dont know how it got to this point
Ooh I always was the one with all the love
But you came along, Im hunting you down
Like a sick domestic abuser lookin for a fight
And all I wanted was the simple things a simple kind of life
Oh if we met tomorrow for the very first time
Would it start all over again?
Would I try to make you mine?
I always thought Id be a mom
Sometimes I wish for a mistake
The longer that I wait the more selfish that I get
You seem like youd be a good dad
Now all the simple things are simply too complicated for my life
Howd I get so faithful to my freedom? a selfish kind of life
When all I ever wanted was the simple things a simple kind of life
song performed by by Gwen Stefani
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
My dear son, you are a man
My dear son, you are a man
Man is not beast and man is not God
And man can not change his nature
My dear man, your source of strength is sun
And sun is in the sky and sky is within you.
My dear son, your body is your chariot
And your chariot is taking you
Where you want to go no matter hell or heaven.
There is nothing like bad or good and
Hell or heaven my dear son
Hell is within you so also heaven.
My dear son, you are a man
Humanity is your identity
And that given to you when you born.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Predestined
Dear, we might have known you were
To die young--and were we blind
To the light on face and hair?
Dear, so simple and so kind.
You were clean as your own sword
And as straight too and steel true.
In the Army of the Lord
What promotion waits for you!
I can see you where you stand,
Knightly soul, so clean, so brave.
With a new sword in your hand
Where the lilied banners wave.
Flower of simple chivalry,
Marked for honour and for grace;
It was very plain to see
The clear shining of your face.
You are gone now: it's turned cold:
Very good you were and dear.
Wear the looks you wore of old
When we meet,--some other year.
poem by Katharine Tynan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Number one
I want to be number one poet
But how to remain calm quiet
Something more important to write
Ideas clash and make simple fight
Consulted friend to execute the idea
Simply he laughed at my plea
Have you gone mad or insane?
Are you on land or traveling in plane?
Why to write to become number one?
Borrow few from here and there from someone
Add some few words with sugar coating
Resort to some unusual method and fake voting
What are you talking my dear friend?
This will kill poetry and bring an end!
It is better not write at all
Why simple waste for some body’s call
You will die unsung hero,
Nothing will happen and you will be zero
Your poems may be read posthumously
Sometimes it may be published anonymously
But this is ridiculous and unfair dear
If someone comes to know and hear
What impression they will have and bear?
Nobody bothers and no one will shed tear
So many have become number one?
They will be there permanent one
You may come and you may go
They will follow same but you may forgo
I did not heed to his advice,
Became on line but found surprise
“What the hell you are sending request”
Why not beg in street instead go for quest
I shivered for a moment and remembered
This was for asking trouble and uneasy to remember
How person could be so rude and impolite?
There was shock for simple delight
I really felt for those resorting to unfair means
It was not deserving and easy win
However they may rate and find top place
World may forget but loss difficult to replace
What are they trying to prove?
Is it for cause or self image improved?
Why does all methods needed for?
Poems mean poems and not open war
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Hell is a Fiction
I fear hell,
not death
Hell is a fiction
Created by hipocrites
Who felt
Others needed
Be controlled
By ideas as foolish
As religion
Hell is an illusion
No one ever
Lived to tell a tale of.
But I saw death
When the armed robber
Pointed at me
his instrument,
I saw death when
I narrolly escaped
The accident.
Show me another hell
If not here;
We suffer and die
In vanity.
While Christ
Rules in Heavenly.
poem by Efe Benjamin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
They were marketing me as a teen idol, when the stuff on the record was not what teen idols were doing at the time.
quote by Rick Springfield
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Simple Things
simple things are the simple thoughts to a
simple man
like me
simple things like a coin where there is no face of me
or you
but it can buy me something to shame me of my
poverty and helplessness
a simple yawn
i haven't really slept
to the minimum that my eyes need
and look at these eyes
they are sinking to my sockets
a simple
word is all i need and i will always repeat it
'love'
'me'
this is the simple man, let there be no complications
about
spelling
or ethics
i am a simple man and morality is too hard for me to understand
all i ask is that you must
love me.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Vincent 5
The teacher
this women who is supposed to nuture young minds
the giver of presious knowlege
the one person a kid of 14 can trust
with one act runied a child
A child in a teen body
A child so afraid of changes
a child so freindles
look to her for compassion
On my own parents other dutys
I bathed not
worn clean clothes not
did not know how to not
To think she this teacher would help
reach out get me what I needed
nope as I sat waiting in class for her to arrive horror arrived instead
down the aisle she walked she even smiled
then sat in the row ahead of me, like I was garbage
not even good enough to sit with
A child/teen of 14 has feelings
and mine were shattered in instant
never to return
people hate even a child/teen screaming for help
poem by Vincent Armone
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!