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draco-malfoy
draco-malfoy
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*I write; because I'm sad. But now, I can't write; because my mind, is a mess; and my heart, is a wreck.*
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Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 2:01 PM UTC
sad
*I've been so caught up With my made up world, that's full of sadness; That I fell in love With sadness itself.*
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Jun 19, 2015
Jun 19, 2015 at 1:43 PM UTC
Untitled
*This is a poem; About a heartbreak. But no, this is not a poem about how boy meets girl, and then fall in love. nor a poem about how the boy and the girl fell out of love. This is a poem; about how when someone leave, it takes a part of you. big or small, still a part. It will make you feel, oh so incomplete. It will leave you hollow; which time can't fill.*
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Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 7:55 AM UTC
a poem not about falling in love
*You're surrounded with glamour and bright lights; Of screaming girls and busy nights; with your voice, I was mesmerized; with your beauty, I was hypnotized. I want you to notice me; But I know that's impossible For I am just another fan And you're a star that sparkle; Too much of a distance; I can't conquer.*
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Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 2:18 PM UTC
poem of a fangirl
I can't seem to sleep tonight Twisting and turning Trying to sleep But all in vain I can't seem to sleep tonight With all these thoughts About some things But mostly about you I can't seem to sleep tonight So I gave up Now all I'm imagining is you're lying next to me
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Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 2:37 PM UTC
Tonight
This is a story, of how I fell in love. The characters are me and you. Kinda cliche if you ask me. with a boy and a girl and there's love; but the only difference is, only I knew about the story, that is happening between us two.
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Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 1:11 PM UTC
This is a story...
I cried. I remember. Full on sobbing, chest heaving it was ugly crying. I'm an ugly crier. I tried. another thing I remember. I tried to scoop up, the water with my hands but it keeps on slipping. I was so frustrated. I gave up. and that was the last thing I remember. I realized that it was selfish of me to try and scoop up the water to keep it to myself. Because the water was never only for me.
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Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 7:58 AM UTC
Water