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My Flowery Youth - Poem by me poet yeps poet

Youth is that fountain....which must one day dry
no matter how much one may try
youth does die
but in form of aging skin and balding hair
but the heart within remains youthful....till aging....is an age passed dream
youth remains within we still need only watering
what a youth we all have enjoyed....reading our past in your lovely verse
‘tis as if yesterday we were in youth... now 'tis worse... left in memories as in this youthful verse
let youth be the comma of our life..... not a coma where youthful memories die
and within our lonely hearts we cry
Oh youth why did you have to come
just to, simply pass by
tell me why O just why!

Topic(s) of this poem: love, youth


Comments about My Flowery Youth by me poet yeps poet

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (10/1/2017 1:12:00 PM)


    Profound...to sum-up everything in just one word. A fantastic poem.10++ (Report) Reply

    The Poet Poet The Poet Poet (10/1/2017 6:55:00 PM)

    ur too a funtastic poet sir
    I have read so many hope you knew
    any one special you want read
    send me a PM and read my latest on
    Comments
    and thanks M A N!

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  • The Poet Poet (9/30/2017 12:42:00 PM)


    Sir /Ma'ams
    My first few good ones
    for your eyes
    if unread still
    Some you have read I know

    Kindly do visit my pages as so often I do too

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  • (9/29/2017 10:43:00 PM)


    Youth is wasted on youth and we don't realize what we have till it's gone.
    Never to be recuperated yet sorely missed, when too late for tears.
    Your emotional cry on this matter penetrates deeply into the heart.
    The description of the aging process optically painful but accurate.
    This poem demonstrates clearly the skills and feelings of an excellent poet.
    (Report) Reply

    The Poet Poet The Poet Poet (10/23/2017 2:38:00 PM)

    BUT I HAVE REPLIED T ALREADY PH/

    The Poet Poet The Poet Poet (10/23/2017 2:34:00 PM)

    an excellent poet BOWS DOWN to your EXCELLENCY LADY SF Thanx

  • (9/29/2017 12:59:00 AM)


    I notice something about how this poem is book-ended. The first few lines suggest that age grows out of youth. The end is a note which sounds the possibility that age robs youth, taking its vitality and purpose...Youth is hustled away by age....there is need for that comma. A terrific work, Poet (Report) Reply

    The Poet Poet The Poet Poet (9/29/2017 9:34:00 AM)

    So very kind of you two Canadian Friends Thanks
    I notice something about how this poem is book-ended. The first few lines suggest that age grows out of youth. The end is a note which sounds the possibility that age robs youth, taking its vitality and purpose...Youth is hustled away by age....there is need for that comma. A terrific work, Poet
    Regardless of age, to be young at heart is a gift presented to all of us. Some choose to utilize it and don't age prematurely. Others are physically young, but mentally old. Your poem reinforces these concepts. And gives the reader the choice. Excellent write!
    thank you so much Sirs Canadians both

  • (9/28/2017 11:51:00 PM)


    Regardless of age, to be young at heart is a gift presented to all of us. Some choose to utilize it and don't age prematurely. Others are physically young, but mentally old. Your poem reinforces these concepts. And gives the reader the choice. Excellent write! (Report) Reply

    The Poet Poet The Poet Poet (9/29/2017 9:31:00 AM)

    I notice something about how this poem is book-ended. The first few lines suggest that age grows out of youth. The end is a note which sounds the possibility that age robs youth, taking its vitality and purpose...Youth is hustled away by age....there is need for that comma. A terrific work, Poet
    Regardless of age, to be young at heart is a gift presented to all of us. Some choose to utilize it and don't age prematurely. Others are physically young, but mentally old. Your poem reinforces these concepts. And gives the reader the choice. Excellent write!
    thank you so much Sirs Canadians both

  • The Poet Poet (9/28/2017 10:17:00 PM)


    thanks all I found a way out (Report) Reply

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (9/28/2017 10:08:00 PM)


    let youth be the comma of our life..... not a coma where youthful memories die
    and within our lonely hearts we cry
    Oh youth why did you have to come
    just to, simply pass by
    tell me why O just why!

    A great ode to the eternal youth that resides in the mind, not in the body.
    Thanks poet for the poetic perfection you have shown in this lovely poem.
    Regards.
    Subhas
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    The Poet Poet The Poet Poet (10/23/2017 2:36:00 PM)

    I am sorry for the delay I don't come to know who all have passed my way there should be some way PH! ! ! ! ! THANKS BELATED ANY WAY SCC

  • Rini Jerry (9/27/2017 10:39:00 PM)


    Excellent poem..youth the most lovable period of life which all wish to stay for ever. The sweet memories of youth are cherished. Thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

    The Poet Poet The Poet Poet (9/28/2017 10:15:00 PM)

    thank you for ur excellence Rini

  • Edward Kofi Louis (9/27/2017 10:01:00 PM)


    From youth to adulthood. Birth and growth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • The Poet Poet (8/28/2017 4:44:00 PM)


    THANKS SPAM DOESN'T CONVEY CORRECTLY WHO HAS COMMENTED (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (8/28/2017 6:18:00 AM)


    Youth is the most creative period of man's life with a lot of energy and vivacity. But however enjoyable it may be, it will eventually die and we all come to lament the loss of youth! Though our body may wither with the passing of youth, we can still retain a youthful heart! As long as we don't age inside, be assured.... our youth is not lost! A beautiful poem! (Report) Reply

    The Poet Poet The Poet Poet (8/28/2017 4:39:00 PM)

    KINDNESS MA'AM DO COMMENT ON MY POEM
    MOM SMILES
    UR THE BEST OVER HERE SAYS AKHTAR SAHEB
    KINDLY

  • (7/6/2017 4:18:00 AM)


    beautiful poem on transitory nature. Good and uninhibited but moral use of youth time will be memorable for
    lifetime even youth as a comma, but harbouring too much inhibitions will render it a coma, a dead thing.
    wonderful lines.
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    Subhas Chandra Chakra Subhas Chandra Chakra (9/28/2017 10:09:00 PM)

    But Poet Sir, see, each of your remarks has appeared.

    The Poet Poet The Poet Poet (8/28/2017 4:46:00 PM)

    I REPLIED THIS BUT IT DOESN'T APPEAR HERE

    The Poet Poet The Poet Poet (8/28/2017 4:45:00 PM)

    I REPLIED THIS BUT THE REPLY DOESN'T APPEAR

    The Poet Poet The Poet Poet (8/28/2017 4:42:00 PM)

    THE SYSTEM DOES NOT TELL US HOW TO APPROACH A COMMENTATOR
    SPAM ONES DON'T WORK HENCE SORRY FOR THE DELAY
    THANKS POET UPENDRA SIR

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Poem Edited: Monday, August 28, 2017


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