#harrystyles
I just think you're cool,
Just a flame I need to fan out
I dig your cinema
Confused, but I’m still mad at you
Do you think I'm cool, too?
Don’t say yes, I’ll have to run
Or am I too into you?
Please say yes.
Jul 3, 2025
Jul 3, 2025 at 6:52 PM UTC
Perfectly presented
In white linen smock
Perfect smile
And perfect floppy hat
Perfectly seen
Prism of beauty
Axis of arc
Staring back at me
Perfectly grounded
Sereen sapphire lens
Moccasin heals
Treading towards me
In 1979 she walked into my life
Perfectly presented
Perfect smile
And a perfect floppy hat
Aug 22, 2022
Aug 22, 2022 at 5:22 PM UTC
the entire house looks like a red traffic light
with pounding rock music blasting all around
it smells like smoke and passion
there are two people in each bathroom
i think there’s faint screaming somewhere
i don’t know, people are too high to care
sweat clings to the air
it’s sticky in this cramped house-
confetti is raining down upon us
i think she just kissed her boyfriend’s best friend
can’t wait to see his reaction in the morning
May 28, 2022
May 28, 2022 at 12:55 PM UTC
the night was young
the rooftop sang in the wind like a little kid
she twirled her hair as the sun became the hills
she pirouetted with flames in her eyes that
flew to the treetops and grew like a blossom
beneath the early summer sky
she smiled like she could have lit up the whole
entire world
the nightingale cooed, watching her fly
and i don’t even mean metaphorically
she was risen twelve feet into the air that’s how majestic she is
sporting a minidress that was populated with flowers of all sorts
she was a daisy, a wildflower, a tulip, a lily, a rhododendron bush, a whispering oak tree
the starlight saver who sparkled so vibrantly
even the moon bowed down at her bare feet
i watched her transform into an angel and she
soared like a bald eagle; her only purpose in life was to be freer than the ocean who held her down to make her drown
she was ferociously alive by the standards of the sky
i just observed her from the rooftop
captured by her looseness and her freedom and how she left the hindering feeling behind, opening the gates of the reformed prisoners who morphed into tiny stars that night as she beamed and twinkled with ecstasy
angel, i can’t believe i am able to be in your presence, in a five step radius from you
it’s an honor
May 25, 2022
May 25, 2022 at 11:56 AM UTC
salt is sprinkled all over my wounds
the blood is boiling
lost in a daydream
trapped in a hazy atmosphere
where no one can escape
the sky is falling
while the ukulele strums
it’s bittersweet to know I’ve known you once before
especially cause now ur a stranger
my cheeks are soggy from the tears
wasting materials, drinks, and years
the ground is wet and damp
the rain is dripping down like the residue on my face after watching you deliberately ignore me
the earth is faint and quiet
losing the best things
inside the worse moments
slowing sobbing
in a delicate motion
but even as the world is ending
a silence is better than nothing
i hear the horns
and it’s the most pleasing noise
echoing through every corner
collecting all my memories
all my fears
all my worries
and i think i am finally alive
we are all gonna be ok
Jan 18, 2022
Jan 18, 2022 at 12:30 PM UTC
existential crisis- i am alone
sinking, then floating
in mute and pine green tones
the forest of secrets
screaming in pillows
and losing grip on the moving platform
desert crying
sidewalk skipping
falling
and bleeding
internal deprecation
hitting my own fingers with text books
to make them stop admitting my mistakes
stop misusing the “right” words
the break of dawn over the woods
using the moon as a defense mechanism
losing a helper
a security system
and i think it’s time i run back to you
unless you don’t want me there with you
i will just be numb until you call out my name
in the tortured heat
i will be there if you need me
Jan 23, 2022
Jan 23, 2022 at 9:12 PM UTC
Your elegant jewelleries and bold outfits,
Your powerful voice and ear-pleasing hits,
Your luminous eyes and heart-melting smile,
So much about you makes me inspired.
Your natural kindness and infinite respect
Towards all the people you've ever met
Have shown the world what a decent man is
Who chooses honesty, love, together with peace.
Your countless talents and creativity
Make me want to express myself fearlessly,
Your pure soul and humble nobility
Fill my heart with admiration, felicity.
To Harry Styles
Oct 8, 2020
Oct 8, 2020 at 4:34 AM UTC
“maybe in another life, louis,” i finally said, staring off at the distant city lights and buildings, feeling the cold creep insidiously into my bones. his name easily rolled off my tongue like a reflex — a muscle memory so deep-seated and yet so strange and unfamiliar now.
silence filled the air and yet, at the same time, it was filled with other things — defeat, heartbreak, resignation, the sounds of vehicles speeding off. the pain gnawing in my gut. the regretful yearning. the need to just be stupid and reach out for his hand. the pain of knowing i couldn’t. the finality of the ending.
and yet, here we stood, too close and too far.
he nodded and stirred lightly, as if preparing to leave. my gaze shifted into his direction. his movements, still slow and graceful, and lit by the moon. it was almost too painful, almost too delicate, almost too poetic. i could still remember what falling in love with him was like. i could still remember him breaking my heart for the first time, until the time where there are no more pieces left to break. and i would’ve done it all again.
he finally spoke, bringing me back to reality. it was almost too soft, too weak, but i heard it.
“maybe in another life.”
Dec 8, 2019
Dec 8, 2019 at 10:24 PM UTC
leave it to fate
to bring the two
they hadn't known
what to do
strangers at a concert
yet they couldn't collide
but still, fate was there
and all it took was time
x-factor as single contestants
made it hard for fate to work
soon the two met in the bathroom
the tall one had a smirk
an 'accident' occurred but it was no problem
oops and hi was all it took
simple words, really
but infatuated, their hearts shook
band mates of a popular group
they fought through
management made it harder
it wasn't a secret - everyone knew
as lovers, they knew how to love
yet every single day, it had to be hidden
there was nothing they could do
for it had been forbidden
fate couldn't finish her job
it was left to the two
they had to fight and fight
but that was how green met blue
Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 6:30 PM UTC
You might think I have an obsession but,
I call it dedication to love someone who knows you as
You stranger with so much compassion.
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 12:28 PM UTC
you may be over there
and i may be over here
but at least we are under the same sky, sun, moon, and stars
& that may be all i can get
Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 12:04 PM UTC
His eyes were green,
his were blue.
He was tall, upholding many inches,
more than a few.
They bonded quickly, grew closer.
Neither thought it'd be over.
Laughs were shared, and giggles were tossed,
tickles roaming the couch,
smiles never leaving the mouth.
They were open, happy as ever,
until Management wouldn't let them be together.
They grew apart, fingertips barely brushing,
making them feel as if they were nothing.
They barely share a glace,
because they never get the chance.
They can only stare with a dull glow,
while the other sings their solo.
One lies, one suffers.
Both sharing the same fear.
Maybe, all of us here,
can come together one day,
and realize that gay is okay.
Jun 19, 2014
Jun 19, 2014 at 12:28 AM UTC
Liam Payne,
or should I say Pain
because thats all you cause me.
You make my heart flutter,
When you sing,
its heart to believe,
your not butter.
I know, your not Daddy Direction anymore,
but sometimes, I still wish,
that while on tour, you would still do more,
of your childish punishments.
I miss the old you,
yes I do.
But i like the new you,
too.
Beanies, that read Hype
that makes this hard to type,
and even that **** Stuble**
I might as well stop now,
you know,
I might get my self in trouble.
May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 2:25 AM UTC
Zayn Malik,
Zayn Malik,
Is too perfect for this world.
He is kind,
and gentle,
and sweet.
Zayn Malik ,
Zayn Malik,
You dont have to worry.
Because even though you are too perfect,
your perfection makes my life complete.
May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 2:20 AM UTC
They took away his pen and paper,
took away his speech,
so its really not his fault,
that his skin became his dairy.
May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 11:37 PM UTC