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Out of Tune
What used to be my everything
has now turned into what feels almost like a burden.
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Construction Zone
I’m currently being serenaded by hammering from my mom’s bedroom upstairs. They're still working on that bathroom. You know, the one that was supposed to be done last month.
Well, two months ago, actually.
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an endless voice
When I try to tell you about it
you act like a clown.
You just want to see me happy
and I'm just trying to make you proud.
But whenever I try
it's another brick to the clouds
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somewhere between midnight and june
Lying awake at midnight, watching as each blade of the fan spins around, one by one. My bed absorbs me as I think, "hey, maybe I should write something".
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baby dandelions
golden like the sun
blooming in the spring
till they turn to fuzz
flying in the wind.
what our parents call weeds
what we called flowers when we were young.
seems like such a sweet song
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drenched in love
The fiery sunset gleamed in the heart of the evening while the sparkling rain reflected its capturing glow.
Loves
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Where the stars went
When I was small,
the sky was a storybook—
every page dotted with stars
too many to count,
each one whispering my name.
But now the nights glow
with lights that never sleep.
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Those Who Love Life
(YWP Editor's Note: Congratulations to Csquared! This poem is the November 2025 winner of The Tomorrow Project's monthly awards!
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Fall In
Past the burning day,
at bedtime when I shrug off sleep,
when I've got school the next morning, and I shouldn't be here,
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alive
The stars are reflected in the glimmer of the headlamp's light on the snow
And the air is frozen-- it feels like the sensation of holding your hand under water so burning hot that
it begins to feel cold
somehow.
