Earnest Wish Poem Novels & Stories

On the left was a thick wishing tree with luxuriant branches and leaves as well as a red wishing note tied to it. The two first went to the temple to burn incense and pay homage to the Buddha statue before donating incense money and collecting their wish paper. Arabella thought about it for a long time before writing her wish. Her wishes in the past had always been very simple: to marry John after graduation. Now, her wish was for her child to be healthy and safe, and for her and Daniel to be happy for the rest of their lives. After thinking for a long time, she picked up the pen and wrote down ten words, “May the years be good as we grow old together.”

I wish, I haven't married you. And above all I wish, I never loved you. But the brutal truth is, no matter how much I wish, nothing is going to change now. But that still doesn't stops me from wasting my time, thinking, how I could have done things differently. ........................................... #Day 12

How much I wish to invent on The rays that don’t deliver the sun The hope that fails to transmits shine I wish to alter all There is confusion is mind Success and desire in heart I wish to achieve more I don’t like to put a full stop I know it hurts being simple I am to invent a star How much I care for rising sun But it doesn’t deliver my call To the alien planets for hope To the cause too fit to be enrolled I don’t sit and counsel I rise from bed to start

There was still flour and cream smeared on his face and clothes, not quite cleaned up yet. "Thanks," I said, feeling a warmth in my chest that was pure gratitude. "It's almost midnight. Ms. Hartley, make a wish and blow out those candles." I didn't hold back any longer, closed my eyes and made a silent wish. All I've ever wished for is to be reunited with my kids sooner. After making my wish, I gently blew out the candles. It was exactly midnight, and the room plunged into darkness. In the dark, I swear I imagined Wilmot's voices sounded sexier.

Emily hugged me and pulled me to the table where they had placed the cake with candles. “You guys didn't have to do this.” I placed my hand on my chest. “Of course we can. It's your birthday after all!” Mum said and I hugged her. “Happy birthday! Make a wish! Make a wish!” They chanted. I dropped my purse and phone and clasped my hand together. The only wish I have is to have Easton back again. Even though I know it's not possible, and he can't come back anymore, I still wish to be in his arms and feel his warmth one more time.

I frowned, looking back at them. He sighed, making me look back at him again, but his eyes remained on what he called ‘Wishers’ but from the softness of those emerald sparks in his eyes, I knew his mind was somewhere else. The soft hues from the sunlight and the Wishers appeared softer in the reflection of his unique eyes, but never allowing the vibrant colour to fade away. It seemed no matter what sort of light shone down on them they will always stay the bright seafoam colour, sharply. “They’re like those.. red seed dandelions for you humans.” He frowned, lost in thought of how to explain it to me, “They grant wishes -hence the name- but only if it chooses to change colour underneath your

he said begging me. I saw him, his handsome face made me speechless. "An!" called him again in a soft voice. Suddenly I was stunned from daydreaming and answered "Yes, what's wrong?" "So, what is your wish? I will grant it to you! " "Oh yes, I thought of a wish. But I hope you don't get mad at me or hate me. Can you not be angry and hate me? " "Yes, what is your wish? I can make a big house, a good life and whatever you want in this world I will grant you "

“This is a wish tree, but it doesn’t work like a typical wishing well. Instead, it reveals whether a wish can be fulfilled or not, and explains why it can or cannot be realized.” He continued, “I made a wish to be with Neil. The tree deity said the chance was zero and provided a reason that perfectly aligned with my thoughts.” There was a glimmer of resignation and acceptance in Peter’s eyes, suggesting he had been mentally prepared for this outcome. The wish tree seemed to possess a mystical power, revealing deep truths hidden within the heart.

"What did you ask for today?" I was silent for a moment when he asked me. "A-Ah, it can't be s-said! The wish won't come true if told to others." Even if the wish can be said, I will never tell him! Needless to say, Xander, I wished you would like me too...but I don't want to embarrass myself! Just this shooting star is my hope. When my wish comes true today, I will no longer think that my wishes came true by coincidence.