#growing poems on Hello Poetry

pea Dec 2020

people will leave and go
like how the sun rises and falls each day.
good things never last forever.

older, busier,
year after year,
no time for childish wonder
pulled down with the burden of responsibility.

it will soon trickle down to me.
what time do i have left?

when people i know start their journey,
will i want to stay?
will i be the same?

drenched in a place of nostalgia,
filled with bittersweet longing
and past friendships, rotting in time.

one day i will leave,
like my predecessors before me,
with a briefcase stuffed with memories.
which soon will be lost in the depths of time
within the twisting path
of life.
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this is a poem about growing up
love you <3

#childhood #growing #sad #time

Andrea Dec 2020

Timelapse

When did it get like this?
When did the laughter and joy
Become unshed tears and dreaded days
When did time lapse and become one big date.
When did the excitement and love
Turn so cold and twisted recognition seem so late
And when did the story of us become a nightmare
Instead of a fabricated folk tale.

Sometimes

#time #heartbreak #growing #up #change

yann Dec 2020

Genderless Love

i used to only love women and it felt like being so alone,
like not bringing your date to family gatherings by fear of
seeing the disapproval
in their eyes, in their mouths, in their words,
felt like being both the predator and the prey,
looking at hands and wanting to hold them and fearing that
the world would swallow me whole
if i did.

and now i love you, probably,
and what am i, if not lost,
unable to be contained in F or Ms,
unfit for any of your definitions,
ready to change my body just so i can stand to walk past mirrors and live my truth.
and loving a man feels much the same after all,
dangerous and real, like craving different hands
but knowing the world still has its mouth grand open,
just for me.

going from identifying as a lesbian to realizing im tranasc and probably a little in love with all my closest friends no matter their gender.. and realizing how terrifying it all is !

#genderqueer #queer #gay #love #homophobia #comingout #lesbian #friendship #growing

Laura M Julio S Nov 2020

Words of solace

To that baby
That kid
That teenager
That adult

Growing inside me
I’m afraid
                 Of the pain
                                    I may feel

                                    It may cause
  I’m afraid
                 Of growing

                                    Up

                                    Old

#growing #up #fear

waffle Nov 2020

ribs

i don't know why im writing this. but i used to write every so often when i was younger.
i am turning 18.
it almost feels like a fever dream. i never felt this frightened my whole life.
is my life really starting? is this the beginning of a decade?
where am i gonna be after this? how am i gonna feel?

you see, growing up, it's that just simple.
nothing changes, and you still gotta wait for something to.
it doesn't magically happens.

and i hate waiting.
i wanna be older and free.
but, most of the time i wish life was simpler like when i was younger.

i was listening to ribs by lorde and my birthday is coming up.

#ribs #growing #up #change #younger #older

Courtney O Nov 2020

Nymphet forever

Nymphets like me grow up,
and guess what?
I am not any scared or scarred
In a parallel world,
Angela invited Lester to her wedding day
and it's realer than death
There's nothing to heal - no sight of old pain

Am I really strong?
I am not sorry - I am not hurt
Even if I did break a few hearts
This nymphet got a job and she dyed her hair
She got to her destination -
but she's not done yet!

And I might have to leave
all of those nymphet, stylish things
no more daddies on the scene
but my inner fire still burns deep
let me resignify what I mean
when I wear my heart shaped glasses
when I feel all pink
that's eternal, it has no age or anything

It's true, I am not ******* anymore.
Isn't that a whole lot more fun?
I am a full woman now
and I am not backing down
(I always was this, waiting to come out)
So I look in the mirror,
and my inner nymphet eyes back,
"you're doing fine, I am proud of who you are"

#nymphet #****** #growing #up #grow #adulthood

Luna Maria Nov 2020

to blossom again

stepped on
was the flower,
little did she know
she could grow back
and maybe become even more
graceful than she already was.

she only needs to realize that she's the same flower as before.

#sad #flower #blossom #graceful #change #power #love #different #growth #growing

Glenn Currier Nov 2020

Accretion

What is it I love about autumn?
Is it the syncopated falling -
an umber mirror of my life
the chronic crawling
back from a dying state,
the challenge of letting go,
hope of writing a clean slate
or is it the blessed wait
of this transition season
for the coming blast
and its harvest
of accretion?

I’ve always said that autumn is for poets. I think about how autumn is a season very reflective of the process of creation. Just like giving birth is full of pain and suffering, without it there is no new life. Just about the time we think we are in control, basking in the sun of late summer, we are thrown into a state of dying in this present season, this present reality. So in a way, autumn is a natural process of growth. The adolescent must let go of the joy of childhood. The adult must let go of the passionate soakings of adolescence. Definition of accretion - an increase by natural growth or addition, (astronomy) the formation of a celestial object by the effect of gravity pulling together surrounding objects and gases.

#falling #rising #growing #dying #life #suffering #joy #creation