A/N: Well, I did not expect to have this up as quickly as I did... but, behold! Now, this is a poem (did I not promise you something different?)... and if you do not like poems, do me a favor and read this because my poetry has been published at school and everyone who reads my poetry always rave about it. And this is Harry Potter, so of course you'll like it! I have a remarkable ability to come up with entire poems in 10 minutes, and that's about how long it took me to do this... and this is actually an assignment I have to do for my creative writing class.
Now, the thing about this poem is not only can HP fans read it, but those who have not read the books can too... it's from Harry's POV about his deep feelings and thoughts about his life, and what it's missing.
I really hope you enjoy, and especially review this 'cause I would like to know how others like my poetry!
SURPRISE! No word is uttered mentioning anything Harry Potter! So, there's nothing to disclaim! BUT, you can definately tell it's Harry... just read it OK? Thanks. Trust me.
Looking Out Into The Night
~by OrcaPotter
For as long as I can remember,
since I was very small
I have always been the stranger,
unlike anyone else at all.
The one that people would forget,
the one no one would talk to
The one who got the second hand,
and nothing ever new.
Looking out into the night,
I dwell on what my life could be
To run into outstretched arms,
and hear someone say they love me
No matter where I go,
no matter who I meet
I will always be missing a vital part,
that would make my life complete.
I never knew that I was special,
the world hid from my view
Many questions left unasked,
the answers would give no clue.
I felt so very alone,
alone and in the dark
I had no one to confide in,
no love to leave it's mark.
Looking out into the night,
I dwell on what my life could be
To run into outstretched arms,
and hear someone say they love me.
No matter where I go,
no matter who I meet
I will always be missing a vital part,
that would make my life complete.
My life has changed so quickly,
so much in so little time
It's hard to remember being forgotten,
alone inside my mind.
I have so many who do care now,
they show me who I really am
I am a part of something special,
part of destiny's unknown plan.
Now I'm where I need to be,
in the place where I belong
Surrounded by others that are like me,
where I should have been all along.
But something happened that few know,
about my past and history
It caused me to go where I had come from,
part of a vast and unknown mystery.
Yet even though I've found my friends,
the ones who really care
There is something that they have,
that they can only share.
But it's not the same,
there are parts they cannot give away
The feeling of a deep emotion,
that only a parent's love can pay.
So looking out into the night,
I dwell on what my life could be
To run into outstretched arms,
and hear someone say they love me
No matter where I go,
no matter who I meet
I will always be missing a vital part,
that would make my life complete.
A/N: So, how did you like it? If you've read my one part story, "We Shall Always Be With You", you can tell that I am partial to Harry and his parents. I'm real close to mine, so I feel a deep loss for Harry and I can only imagine what he really feels deep down that J.K. has yet to express in any of the books.
Like how I write? Well, I have three series posted, They are part of a "series" of series in this order: ETAM LUOS, HATRED'S PRISONER, and BREAK IN THE DARKNESS. Go read them, you'll be glad you did, if you haven't already!
~OrcaPotter
Now, the thing about this poem is not only can HP fans read it, but those who have not read the books can too... it's from Harry's POV about his deep feelings and thoughts about his life, and what it's missing.
I really hope you enjoy, and especially review this 'cause I would like to know how others like my poetry!
SURPRISE! No word is uttered mentioning anything Harry Potter! So, there's nothing to disclaim! BUT, you can definately tell it's Harry... just read it OK? Thanks. Trust me.
Looking Out Into The Night
~by OrcaPotter
For as long as I can remember,
since I was very small
I have always been the stranger,
unlike anyone else at all.
The one that people would forget,
the one no one would talk to
The one who got the second hand,
and nothing ever new.
Looking out into the night,
I dwell on what my life could be
To run into outstretched arms,
and hear someone say they love me
No matter where I go,
no matter who I meet
I will always be missing a vital part,
that would make my life complete.
I never knew that I was special,
the world hid from my view
Many questions left unasked,
the answers would give no clue.
I felt so very alone,
alone and in the dark
I had no one to confide in,
no love to leave it's mark.
Looking out into the night,
I dwell on what my life could be
To run into outstretched arms,
and hear someone say they love me.
No matter where I go,
no matter who I meet
I will always be missing a vital part,
that would make my life complete.
My life has changed so quickly,
so much in so little time
It's hard to remember being forgotten,
alone inside my mind.
I have so many who do care now,
they show me who I really am
I am a part of something special,
part of destiny's unknown plan.
Now I'm where I need to be,
in the place where I belong
Surrounded by others that are like me,
where I should have been all along.
But something happened that few know,
about my past and history
It caused me to go where I had come from,
part of a vast and unknown mystery.
Yet even though I've found my friends,
the ones who really care
There is something that they have,
that they can only share.
But it's not the same,
there are parts they cannot give away
The feeling of a deep emotion,
that only a parent's love can pay.
So looking out into the night,
I dwell on what my life could be
To run into outstretched arms,
and hear someone say they love me
No matter where I go,
no matter who I meet
I will always be missing a vital part,
that would make my life complete.
A/N: So, how did you like it? If you've read my one part story, "We Shall Always Be With You", you can tell that I am partial to Harry and his parents. I'm real close to mine, so I feel a deep loss for Harry and I can only imagine what he really feels deep down that J.K. has yet to express in any of the books.
Like how I write? Well, I have three series posted, They are part of a "series" of series in this order: ETAM LUOS, HATRED'S PRISONER, and BREAK IN THE DARKNESS. Go read them, you'll be glad you did, if you haven't already!
~OrcaPotter