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Teardrops on my Window- Sa13+ Hi my name is Sarah and I love poetry and writing. I decided to try to write some Fan Fiction poetry. This is a romance, try to figure it out. Disclamer: the characters, and most of the events are based on the Harry Potter books by J.K. Rowling. those eyes a startling green like a leaf my teardrops like rain upon that leaf oh you are my lover my brothers friend my tongue tier my crier raindrops on a leaf teardrops on my window how else can I explain this crazy love for you love at first sight before I even met you I didn't know your name who could tell you were famous and still I look out my window see you with my brother ignoring his little sister not knowing her lover raindrops on a leaf teardrops on my window how else can I explain this crazy love for you |
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thanksies Droo here is the next part there he is he says hello but I flee why oh why why is he here it's my home what's his reasoning and still I watch out my window with tears watching my lover |
into my own 'are you okay' they seem to say he is my savior without him I'd be dead 'come grab hold we must leave' then out of that hatred place 'my diary where is it' it's where I confide my hopes and my dreams 'gone, dead' my lover says 'but how' how is it dead |
that I still love you now I've given up I date others but still my heart loves you I watch you wishing that I was yours yet still you do not realize this love not realize my teardrops on my window are for you they all will see me before I sleep wodering why these tears do weep but I still do I love you to please don't forget it |
he acts like a friend I smile reply back like a friend why can't he realize my love so I no longer have to cry over him and again I fear for him when the death eaters take over 'are you alright where are you' my silent questions we find you near the dark mark oh how I feared |
how could he be choosen he isn't even of age this is now my fear him competing him getting hurt I sit watch him walk up slowly, unsurely he seems not to know how he made it this far how he was choosen it makes me scared I sit and watch the teachers looks I will sit patiently through all this commotion praying that my teardrops on my window won't be over him hurt |
Oh I love these... you seem to have a flow and rhythm that some other poems on here (or it could just be me) and also the fact that it doesn't rhyme! I love poems like these, keep up the good work! :loved: |
oh thank you :) this next one is supposed to be set to music so interpret the rhythm how you want out of words meant for you see these tears upon my heart these tears for you and how can I say how can I hear you how can I tell you these words pouring out in my head I love you 'til the end wish you weren't her friend can't you hear these crys these crys for you I love you 'til the end wish you weren't her friend but I keep calling out these crys these crys for you smile at you look at your face blank, 'ole nothing for me I smile hear you laugh I sigh I cry and how can I say how can I hear you how can I tell you these words pouring out in my head I love you 'til the end wish you weren't her friend can't you hear these crys these crys for you I love you 'til the end wish you weren't her friend but I keep calling out these crys these crys for you |
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