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i have engreideints
for what make
a buetifull flower?
a kiss on the cheek
can i make love with this potion?
can i make a flower with this formula
what ingreindents do i use
to make somthing buetiful
i was cooking earlyer and i started to dream these are the things i questioned
you keep me up
up for lust
or hunger for indearment
all though the night
i keep my eyes shut
to dream up
lustfully
what i thouhjt was love
was just dream
of
**lust
LUST
could I compare you to my diary?
Sculpted to be just like me:
When i look into your eyes
I justs see a mirrored disgise,
for you and i compare so well our frienship
we'll never tell, you shall not fade,
from memory or the light of day,
because your my shadow your my friend
and i hope till death we end
HI
Look at me pretty eyes,
you do not notice im in dicise,
you quietly stare at skys,
in a dream like hase with love on rise
this is for a boy i used to like he had the most dreamy eyes but never actually noticed me with them ( he had a girlfriend)
My heart hurts.
My heart fails.
ongoing,and
neverending
Yes it mends and gets back up
this is my heart the only way i can explain it
Don't let us fight anymore,
no,my best friend;agree for once:
because together we can defeat.
turn faces, and leave a never ending
trail of broken hearts in our tracks?
Our friendship will overpower,
so never fear, because I am hear,
I can fix that broken spot,
what is hurt will be mended,
because I am hear for you to trust
when evrything is tough
I am hear Im going through it
when times flys by and takes its toll.
when you ask: when? or what is?
oh, when you find him, yes that special one
I will comfort your insecurites,
beccause, LOVE!
you are pretty, you are buetiful
if you need a helping hand I'll be there,
so lets forget and forgive,
let it all fall in place,
because if life is a puzzle ill fit next to you,
becuase when the going gets tough,
you need a friend to keep you going
and to eat icecream with


from your dear friend
ive been fighting with one of my best friends i wrote this poem as a note for her
he,who i like
though so crazythough so personal,
I now suspect thats not all,
I now suspect that Im about to fall for something feirce I cannot say,
for because of him I have gone estray thinking of me,
or i with him,
if I was forward with the truth
would he say he could feel the same way
im a girl and well im the typical helpless romantic type i have feeling for this guy and im not sure if i should tell him how i feel but if i dont would it be to late?

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