Tasha Young

Tasha Young Poems

A singer with her music folder in her hands.
Dressed up in her uniform on the stands.
She opens her mouth to sing and the graceful angel begins to sing.
Hear her sing in perfect harmony.

Time is a tricky thing
Sometimes make things go by to slow
Sometimes it zooms by to fast while you try to grab the small things that matter

Forever Always
I really want to tell you.
Just how precious you are to me.
My every thought of you.

Walking waiting commiserating doesn't know where to go from here.
Breathing ever so slowly hoping no one will notice me I'm just trying to make it out of here,
Surrounded by all these faces (huh) wonder what they're thinking formulating on what could make me drown in my own tears, I'm running away from all of these fears.
Wishing for someone to break me out of here before all my walls come crashing down around me.

I don't know the seven stages of life.
But I do know is i'm going to do it right.
Get a high school diploma.
A collage degree.

Together we fight; we stand united as one under god
Side by side in the blasts around us protecting what is ours.
Together we can beat any odds; saving life's reuniting what's been lost.
Together we can band together; and create a second chance for all.

Devastation, complications, pain and fear 24/7.
The only thing keeping you sane is imagination taking your dreams and makes them real as a world of your own.
To escape and be rescued would be so great to be loved the right way.
Your small fragile body can only take so much pain.

Hurtful untrue remarks made against you
Eyes follow you as you walk the halls
Snickers of harassment from those who appear friendly but are superficial
Scares both emotional and physical appear on your skin

Powerless time in one's life
Full of sickness and struggles
Struggles of Mother Nature and everyday life
Running around as we struggle to make it through


Dance is a way of life
Expression of emotion flies freely
Spins, and jumping, twirling and twirling
Nerves shake loose as I move

Why do people have to make things so complicated then they have to be
Over doing it emotionally, mentally, and physically
In time all wounds will heal but the scares left behind never do such painful memories imprinted in you forever
They never help make things better

Predictions of the end of the world continues
The more paranoid we begin
Questions arise with what ifs
The world is still in war fighting others crossfire


Time flys so fast.
Not enough to do all my tasks.
Don't know if I'll have enough time to change the past.
To redo what has been do or said.

so confused blanks in my memory.
people i use to see now can't see me.
i don't understand! what's wrong with me?
two different people, things talk to me.

True love or a bounceless flame.
It’s up to you and me to question ourselves
On whether or not we feel the way we do if it’s true or not is up to you and me.
The destined truth between me and you.

Time flies shadows pass I swear it never lasts
From baby to adult at the blink of an eye
We wish it would never go so fast
It's insane on all of the simple little things that slip past

A lesson learned a mistake already made
The damage done a wish I've made to take it all back
Years past time fly's by still so fast
As it's slipping from our grasp


One in mind.

One in body.

I see through you protective shields.

Crash down to the ground scatter into a million pieces.

Day dream.
Sunset sky.
Reflection of f the water.
From the moonlit sky.

Tasha Young Biography

Started writing around 7 seriously and now I am 21 years old now. I've Been working on these poems and more for 13 years. I will be continuing to do more. I'm now 21 and still writing my heart out.)

The Best Poem Of Tasha Young

Voice Of An Angel

A singer with her music folder in her hands.
Dressed up in her uniform on the stands.
She opens her mouth to sing and the graceful angel begins to sing.
Hear her sing in perfect harmony.

The light streams down from the stage lights above.
A beautiful white and a brilliant yellow sways back and forth dancing and crossing each other's paths to a new song.

The sounds of the piano playing the beautiful chords of harmony and melody.
As the violin and chello joins she hears the sound of beautiful music notes flying everyewhere.
With her beautiful and graceful voice it ties everything together to make an amazing song.
Hear her sing in perfect harmony.

How can you tell which pitch is which?
How can you read the music?
How do you know how many beats are in a measure and what key it's in?
When do you rest and take a breath?
Do you get stage fright?
Hear her sing in perfect harmony?

When she sings a jult of excitement and happiness comes out in her voice.
Singing is like getting shot in the butt by a love arrow from cupid and the feeling of love and pride in doing what she loves and is good at.
The audience stands up in a standing ovation and claps their hands in joy and excitement.
Hear her sing in erfect harmony.

Tasha Young Comments

Tasha Young 15 November 2017

hi this is Tasha Young something went wrong with this account i will be redoing a new account with all thesame poems on here they're mine so keep an eye out for me.

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Tasha Young 02 May 2017

hey this is Tasha Young the one with 45 poems you have or will read this account i have no access to so im creating a new one and reposting all my poems from this account to my new one and adding more.

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Tasha Young 30 June 2011

hey this is tasha something went wrong with this account so i will be trying to get this figured out if not i'll be creating a new account

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