A Poem for Spring

In which John welcomes the (calendrical) arrival of Spring by reciting some poetry, and also tells a story about moving to Indianapolis.


Quite possibly John Green’s finest literary work


Nice, peaceful, visionary, joyous.

Lover of peace, hope, and Jennifer.

Who believed that World Peace could someday be.

Who wanted good grades, high moral standards, and World Peace.

Who used his money, his love, and his writing.

Who gave his money, his love, and everything he had.

Who said, “Visualize World Peace; it could happen.”


(submitted by Paige)


"Poetry is just so emo,’ he said. ‘Oh, the pain. The pain. It always rains. In my soul."

John Green, Paper Towns (via hankandjohnsaid)


Alaska Young


Smoking cigarettes
eyes rimmed dark, cherry red lips
pressed in a smirk of

amusement at the
multitude of lovely boys
who threw themselves at 

her in a rush to 
feel her, heal her, conceal her,
from the demons she

created for me.
To this day I wonder how
someone as dull as

I could even try
to compete with someone as
dangerous as her.

A hurricane that
destroyed everything I loved.
Alaska you had

so much of what I
desired but not the sense,
to love them more than yourself.

(via hangama-deactivated20120516)


An Idea That You Love

Imagine me complexly, won’t you please.

Put a stop to the exaggeration.

I am just a person, why can’t you see?

That’s not me in your imagination.

You see me as a druggie, dirty, a whore,

An adventure, an enigma. A lie.

You know nothing, yet you want to know more.

This is the me that you adore, but why?

The real person is one you all detest

I fulfill none of your expectations.

I am not here to be what you request.

Stop your outrageous accusations!

What a treacherous thing it is to see

A person as more than a person.  

[submitted by canyousayclaire]