Our Teenage Days.

Tea lights spin around the room,

cast out the shadows and the gloom.

Like tiny shiny little brooms,

These are our teenage days.

Walking home in broken heels,

saving up for your first set of wheels.

keeping secrets making deals

These are our teenage days.

Listening to music way too high,

meeting new people and feeling shy.

Break a promise tell a lie,

These are our teenage ways.

Keeping things that you hold dear,

loving someone for less than a year.

Ending it with a single tear,

These are our teenage ways.

Missing friends you haven't seen,

saying things that you don't mean.

Falling in and in-between,

These are our teenage days.

The things you learnt along the way,

the friends you gained and lost that day.

The ones who leave the ones who stay,

These are our teenage days.

Reviews

[Christopher Robin]

Oh thank the gods, another talented writer.
Of all the people I've viewed on this site (hundreds), I think that brings it up to about 9, so thank you, thank you.
Great poem overall, perfect structure, cadence is spot on, I would have loved to have seen more variations on the fourth line (days/ways) but it's also the 'glue' of the piece, so I'm just being nit-picky.
Welcome to the site, please keep submitting, RR me anytime (Read request).

Well done!

-Robin

[L.E.Osborne]

Thank you so much! And I sure will and ditto!

[Matching Socks]

Brilliant, what a lyrical quality this has and really takes the reader back in time.
(That's assuming the reader is not a teenager anymore, like me...)
Love this one!

[L.E.Osborne]

Thank you! :)