Earnest Wish Poem Novels & Stories

Joshua gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear before kneeling beside her. "Go ahead, Sheila. Make your wish." Looking at the hopeful faces surrounding her, Sheila folded her hands and slowly closed her eyes. "My first wish… I hope my legs recover as soon as possible. "My second wish… I hope the rest of my life will be filled with freedom and happiness. "My third wish… I hope the people I never want to see again will disappear from my world forever." Thunderous applause filled the ballroom. To everyone else, her wishes seemed unremarkable. Only Joshua and Max understood their meaning, and the smiles on their faces faltered.

Elodie Standing near the cooker, I stir slowly at the pot, the steam rising around my face though my mind is filled. Mostly I wish for people to change but I also know that wishes are losing games, and if it were to be horses, beggars would ride on it, and I'd be far away from this mess I’m facing. But reality isn't a fairy tale. I know I cannot just disappear or wait for a miracle to walk up to me, but one thing is still sure, I won't back down.

All boring compared to poison dolls we'd confiscated. Then the cake arrived. Massive. Four tiers. Decorated with wolves and flowers and "Hope" written in frosting. Beautiful. Perfect. Probably the last normal thing to happen. "Make a wish, baby!" I called. Hope closed her eyes. Thought hard. Blew out three candles with help from half the room singing. "What did you wish for?" someone asked. "Can't tell! Then it won't come true!" Everyone laughed. Moment of genuine joy. Authentic happiness. Brief respite from tension.

That mistakes and battles don't matter; the only thing that truly matters is the ability to rise together. And there is nothing more wonderful than being in love. Thank you for joining me in this beautiful story. I hope it was entirely to your liking. I apologize if at any point any of my writing failed to hold your attention or caused discontent. Until a next opportunity!

You know, I’d like to brush your hair when things go ugly, as in when a tsunami hits the seawall and there’s no one to fix your hair out of fear. I will celebrate your eyes’ uncalculated blink as it might change the season from tinder-parched mornings to being 84 and still writing you poems. You know, I’d like to see you cry, laugh at people off to work, because you’re edged to clear the skies of jinx and throat-clogged pretensions. The paddling mallards, oh, I want to count

ALIYAH’s POV If wishes were horses, a beggar would ride one, they say. I wished the floor could open up and consume me that minute as I stared at the semi lifeless body. The whole memory of my friend and my lover replayed in my head and I felt so bad. I had been so gullible and foolish. My whole life had been a lie. The people I called my friends and centered my whole life around had turned my life to a joke.

I was startled and I looked back at them, "What's it?" "You haven't made a wish, you have to make a wish before you cut the cake, don't tell us you have forgotten," one of the elders said. I shook my head and closed my eyes, "I wish to have Sophia and my son beside me very soon. I wish that we all live in peace and love in this pack. I wish every wolf in this pack lives to see his or her dream fulfilled."

Regards The Authority of WWS" This letter gave me the reason for lots of questions on my mind, I looked while frowning at grandma and dad with puzzled faces to explain. A hope for a new start... Maybe I am wishing for too much... But all those cold dark thoughts Which landed on my heart... A long time ago... No... I am no longer weak To stand at feet As I will hold on to you now. And I promise... I will be happy... All those wishes that u had for me, I will live a long life, Getting along with life... I promise to be happy again The way I deserve..."

he urged, a playful smile dancing on his lips, his eyes twinkling with mischief. Arina hesitated for a moment, her mind filled with hopes and dreams for the year ahead. She closed her eyes, her heart fluttering with anticipation as she silently made her wish, a silent plea for happiness and fulfillment. But Rosella, ever the wise matriarch, interrupted with a gentle insistence, her eyes filled with maternal wisdom. "It doesn't matter, sweetheart. Every moment is a chance to make a wish," she urged, her voice soft yet firm, a reminder of the power of dreams and the importance of seizing every opportunity for happiness.

The husky voice said and explained to me clearly. After all I have seen and heard, I felt more pain and disappointed to have seen and just realized a whole lot of things, when I was no more on the land of the living. 'I only wish I could turn back the hands of time and make things right with some mistakes of the past and also learn to cherish every of my moment with those that truly loved me and also cared about me!' With a pained look on my face, I thought those things to myself. "If you are given the opportunity to make a wish now... What would that wish be?" The husky voice asked me and it was a big shock to me, as I thought whatever I wanted can not be mine and making a wish was totally