Deep Short Poems Novels & Stories

Yet here he was, trying to buy me off with these things, treating me just like any other woman. Then he pulled out a small, elegant box from his pocket. Inside was a sparkling diamond ring as big as a bean. James got down on one knee, his voice thick with emotion. "I know I made a mistake, but I promise I'll never do anything like this again. You're the only one I truly love! Will you-"

Deep. Dreamless.and safe.

I'm falling In all the good times, I find myself longing for change And in the bad times, I fear myself I'm off the deep end, watch as I dive in I'll never meet the ground Crash through the surface, where they can't hurt us We're far from the shallow now In the sha-ha, sha-ha-llow In the sha-ha-sha-la-la-la-llow In the sha-ha, sha-ha-llow We're far from the shallow now With each word he sang, one could feel the passion with which he was singing. Like he was singing for his woman.

(don't) I wanted to apologise for the short chapters lately, just been so so busy But I promise you all that would soon change ,I'll probably post like 2-3times a day So just bear with me for a while okay? And if you liked those poetries I posted and searched for days and night (I just googled it but what the heck) Here are is one I found you'll really love Fragment of a Ballad by Elizabeth Siddal Many a mile over land and sea Unsummoned my love returned to me; I remember not the words he said

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**barkha bijlee, baadal, jhooThe jhooThi phoolon ki saugaatein sachchi tu hai, sachcha main hoon sachchi apne dil ki baatein (these rains, lightning, clouds, are all lies, and so are the gifts of flowers. you're true, and I'm true, and true is what's in our hearts.) daskhat haathon se haathon pe karde tu na kar aankhon pe palkon ke parde tu kya ye itna baRaa kaam hai, ailaan hai... (sign your name on my hands with your hands. don't hide your eyes with your eyelids. is it such a big thing, such a big announcement?)**

I'm off the deep end Watch as I dive in I'll never meet the ground.. Crash through the surface.. Where they can't hurt us... We're far from the shallow now... 🎶Shallow by Lady Gaga and Bradley Cooper 🎶 _______________________________ ~Wesley~

He ferociously shifted into the missionary position, looming over her and pressing her down, before launching into a relentless, murderous bombardment of thrusts. It was the bedroom art that had completely stolen her soul the night before: The Nine Shallows and One Deep. After nine shallow, cruel strokes of friction that burned her nerves to ash, a single, merciless bombardment into her absolute depths followed relentlessly without a breath's pause. With nine rapid, wet glides of slick flesh, a thunderous, bone-shattering impact followed. "Ahhh! Kill me! Tear my cunt apart and kill me!" "Shove it through my cunt harder! Ahhng!"

It was done, with no coming back. Even if she knew it, she sat again. Took her best pen, paper, and ink. And began to write all untold worlds, into beautiful poetry. That later, she would just save in the deep of her drawer, and never let it see the morning light again. The letter went so: Dear friend, Of You are reading this, is because you already read my first letter. But I still want to tell you, once more. You are special, very special to me.

-Who I am is not important, what really matters is that I found you and that we can finally be together forever. -Tell me who you are, show yourself right now. -Are you also anxious for us to meet, patience, ¿all in good time? A gust of wind blew through me and a shiver ran through my body. The gust went through me again and again and a strange sensation took over my body. I ran without knowing why and the gust followed me as the same voice repeated "Don't run" over and over again. I woke up with a jolt, breathing heavily, I felt a pressure in my chest, in the same place where the creature pierced me.