Fan Fiction ❯ Green Eyes ❯ Green Eyes ( One-Shot )
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By: Yami's Girl710 
A poem I wrote for class. It's my first Harry Potter related writing. Review!
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / / Angst | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 12.01.2002 | Updated On: 12.17.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 459 | Visits: 539 | Status: Completed
A poem I wrote for class. It's my first Harry Potter related writing. Review!
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / / Angst | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 12.01.2002 | Updated On: 12.17.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 459 | Visits: 539 | Status: Completed
Green Eyes
I live a life where no one seems to care what I feel
A world where popularity is above in the wheel.
It seems to swallow up my world into a darkness full of hate
Where everyone just sneers and boos at your mistakes.
When I am here the only thing I seem to do is write
It helps me forget about the present and get through the night.
All the while two green eyes watch me from afar
Awaiting for me to discover him and know just what they are.
He's my second hope in this world of no light
A bright shining star that helps me get through the night.
A lot of people know of him from his many books
They've got him right on his birthday right down to his looks.
But they don't really know him the way that I do
They don't believe his green are watching over you
He waits patiently for you to notice him yet you never see him there
You never realize that he has touched your soul somewhere.
He's wise beyond his years and mythical no doubt
But to me he's just another friend to talk things about.
I turn my head to look into those soft green eyes
Ones that seem to have taken me by surprise.
Those eyes widen in shock and blink rapidly
The holder of those beautiful eyes takes another step toward me.
I look at him and smile happily for the holder of those green eyes
Is none other than Harry.
He takes his hand out and helps me up
And takes me to a world of wizardry and Quidditch Cups.
He guides through the crowds
Smiling as I awe at the new world I've found.
He takes me through an adventure I could have never imagined
With witches, goblins, and odd little gremlins.
At the end of our adventure he takes my hand
He smiles and says, 'Until we meet again.'
I close my eyes for a brief second for weariness has overwhelmed me
When I open my eyes darkness is what I see.
Next to my many sketches and writing
I see a small book with a gold engraved lining.
On the cover is the boy with unruly dark hair
And green eyes that seem to bare
A certain mystery all within themselves.
I trace the outline of his face happily.
In my mind I say one word; Harry.
I smile at the boy who took me out of the dark and into the light
And made my night bright.
I look at the darkness that surrounds me
And smile knowing there is hope yet for me.
As long as I have those green eyes of my dear Harry.
I live a life where no one seems to care what I feel
A world where popularity is above in the wheel.
It seems to swallow up my world into a darkness full of hate
Where everyone just sneers and boos at your mistakes.
When I am here the only thing I seem to do is write
It helps me forget about the present and get through the night.
All the while two green eyes watch me from afar
Awaiting for me to discover him and know just what they are.
He's my second hope in this world of no light
A bright shining star that helps me get through the night.
A lot of people know of him from his many books
They've got him right on his birthday right down to his looks.
But they don't really know him the way that I do
They don't believe his green are watching over you
He waits patiently for you to notice him yet you never see him there
You never realize that he has touched your soul somewhere.
He's wise beyond his years and mythical no doubt
But to me he's just another friend to talk things about.
I turn my head to look into those soft green eyes
Ones that seem to have taken me by surprise.
Those eyes widen in shock and blink rapidly
The holder of those beautiful eyes takes another step toward me.
I look at him and smile happily for the holder of those green eyes
Is none other than Harry.
He takes his hand out and helps me up
And takes me to a world of wizardry and Quidditch Cups.
He guides through the crowds
Smiling as I awe at the new world I've found.
He takes me through an adventure I could have never imagined
With witches, goblins, and odd little gremlins.
At the end of our adventure he takes my hand
He smiles and says, 'Until we meet again.'
I close my eyes for a brief second for weariness has overwhelmed me
When I open my eyes darkness is what I see.
Next to my many sketches and writing
I see a small book with a gold engraved lining.
On the cover is the boy with unruly dark hair
And green eyes that seem to bare
A certain mystery all within themselves.
I trace the outline of his face happily.
In my mind I say one word; Harry.
I smile at the boy who took me out of the dark and into the light
And made my night bright.
I look at the darkness that surrounds me
And smile knowing there is hope yet for me.
As long as I have those green eyes of my dear Harry.