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POEM STARTER
Submitted by Laura
'As I looked into your eyes, I saw my future go up in flames.'
Write a poem or short story that contains this line.
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All my life I’ve lived by the book
Gotten good grades, stayed out of trouble
I do all my homework, and I love to cook!
But then you came into my life, and you kind of popped my bubble.
As I look into your eyes, I saw my future go up in flames.
With my hand in yours, I have the courage to venture a little outside of the book.
I have fun, I play games
I enjoy life, I give things more than just a l...
Every girl always thinks she wants a “bad boy”, but they have no idea what it’s like. We loved one another, but he has such an intensity to him. You cant escape once your in this deep- my world consumed by his recklessness. Now, I’m not sure my feelings are love. When I look into his eyes, I see my future go up in flames. Too late now. I’m his till death.
(sorry that was bad lol)...
I’ll never be able to look in your eyes again the eyes I seen a future in,the future I seen you in I always thought that we would be able to achieve that goal together,now I understand why falling in love young is dangerous as I past by you there’s a heavy feeling in my chest,when I look in your eyes I saw my future go up in flames like day we said our last good byes....
the thing about your first love is that it’s new and their for it to bloom.
but their always ups and downs with it because it’s new
something your first experiencing, initiating, wakening, and deepening.
it’s always first nurse but then unrehearsed
because then you remember it’s new and just not ready yet to bloom
i compliment your eyes and say you remind of the dark blue sky that shines in m...
We had a rocky friendship
I can’t deny
But I believed
We’dstay close
We had to
Somehow stumbling
Through highschool and life
It didn’t matter
As long as we were together
But as my final text
Was left on read
I knew it was the end
I saw your account show up on my feed, and I shouldn’t have, but I opened it. You looked happier, much more than you did with me. And I should have been happy for yo...
I saw you in the hallway, in your button up white collar that I grew to love. I didn’t know who you were, I didn’t know anything, I just saw a cute boy, I didn’t know what would come.
You’re in a couple of my classes, I noticed you sometimes, every time just thinking you were a cute boy. I caught myself glancing at you in class, just to gaze at your beautiful curly hair, hoping you wouldn’t notic...
Spade is young. He doesn’t have a lot of world experience. All he does is go to school. Mr. Nevyle is really funny with his wobbly walk. And he is beginning training, though it worries his mom when he is given a sword. Even if the size is more like a toothpick.
What he does notice is that something has changed within his sister, Cove. He can see that. While she is much older than him (she would a...
As I looked into your eyes, I saw my future go up in flames.
Your deception a match, the gaslight began as slow, illuminating breaths of fire, that would consume my hopes and dreams.
_ “It’s all in my head,” _regret bursting at the seams.
Clouds of smoke in the air, you were all consuming.
Your fire engulfed me as you set us ablaze.
If only I had avoided your first piercing gaze.
The smoke...
As i looked into those red hot eyes, i saw my future go up in flames.
It hurts to breathe, my brain is on fire.
Is that person in the mirror… really me?
Or an empty shell of what once was.
What once was an innocent child, learning about the ways that life goes.
Just to find it cold everywhere i go.
I look at the scars on my arms and wish i could be that innocent child again.
Or wait.
Is it...
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