Poetry by Young People
Here is a selection of poems by some young people. Do you have any poetry you'd like to share with others? Why don't you send it to us and we can put it up here. Maybe you can get some ideas from reading a few of these poems.
Confusion or “But my psychiatrist said so.”
by Sarah Coleman (age 19)
I sit here, blankly
Staring at the page
Waiting for the words to appear.
But they don't,
Arrive that is,
The enchanted secret
That I have in my head,
The one that stops everything from being ok.
Apparently.
The words that once spoken will free me
From wherever I am,
(But I think I'm at home)
So maybe there's nowhere to go.
Fear and Reflection
by Tomas Foley
As the cold draws in each closing day
I know that things will not remain this way
I feel so stange and scared so much
And realise life is not something to clutch
You Didn't
by Marchu (at age 16)
When I gained good grades
You didn't celebrate
When I was happy
You didn't smile
Sorry
by Sarah Coleman (age 16)
Maybe one day you can understand,
That the pain of others was caused by my hand.
I crushed each person in an attempt to be me,
But instead my love caused them to flee.
Colourblind
by Tomas Foley
Life Stories are rarely black or white
In fact I'd say they're dark and bright
They're lined with shades of black and grey
And shining with the colours of a summers day
As time Starts Ticking
by Kali (at aged 16)
Oh dear, 9:30
Oh dear, I can't get in
Oh dear, 10:30
Oh dear,I don't know what to do
Roaming the streets
All on my own
Life shouldn't be like this
It's just not fair
Cloud 9
by Tomas Foley
I dream of a love, so perfect, so true
A dream that fills up with images of you
I feel this embarrasment and begin to run
Stopped and prevented by your blanket of fun
Untitled
by Sarah (at age 16)
Once I had my mum, now I
don't
Now I press a button, walk
through two doors and there I
see my mum weekly.
Untitled
by Sarah (at age 16)
I need to know why I
feel the way I do
There is no-one to ask
I am on my own like I
always am
Because I'm In Care
by Louise (at age 18)
I'm trouble don't you know
But I have no criminal record
I'm thick don't you know
With four GCSE's and a diploma in social care
It's my own fault don't you know
But I never asked that social worker to land on my door
Dreams
by Anonymous
In here, a Children's Home,
We all queue for our food.
The portions are only fit for a gnome,
We can't say, it'd be rude.
Thoughts of Mine
by (unknown)
When I am laying in my bed
All sorts of thoughts run through my head
Why me? Why here?
I shouldn't be here in care
Tears
by Sarah (at age 16)
Tears mean nothing, they
dry away like people do
When they are there they
only last minutes like
people only have minutes
for you
Life in Care
by Paula Westwood
When you're in care
You wonder where home and the heart is
You're moved all around
And you don't make a whisper
Nor a sound
Words
by Sarah (at age 16)
It hurts to say the words
which mean nothing
But I don't want to say
them, it hurts me
Untitled
by Sarah
When I think about my life
I feel confusion
But when I try to explain myself
I always get frustration
So consequently
I'm left in isolation
I can feel the vibration
Of my power of creation
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