Heart Touching Poems Novels & Stories

Nakasakay ng kotse. May dalang sincerity. Marunong ihatid ka pauwi. Maybe love is not the fire that burns your skin alive, Maybe it is the hand that helps your trembling survive. Not every spark was made to leave a scar too much, Some are soft enough to heal with just a single touch. And under moonlit skies where nervous heartbeats clutch, I found forever hiding in an... electric touch. ────────────────────────────────────────────────────

she cried I couldn't say anything, I wanted to call her out so much, watching her look for me so helplessly breaks my heart. I wore a smile on my face, I can't believe she just did that, she's one heck of a woman, that's my young lady. I black out. Peace My Heart by Rabindranath Tagore Peace, my heart, let the time for the parting be sweet. Let it not be a death but completeness. Let love melt into memory and pain into songs.

This girl has a horrible talent when it comes to drawing, I smiled, turning pages once more, I stopped when I noticed a poem. Your touch, a flame that ignites my soul, In your arms, I find myself whole. With passion burning deep within, I long for the moment our hearts will begin. In the soft glow of moon’s tender light, We surrender to the passion of the night. Our bodies entwined in fiery embrace, Lost in the rhythm of love’s sweet grace.

Arrogance befit no man for whatever we have today, won’t be buried with us tomorrow. ~Humeyra. HAMDAN’S P.O.V The last messages I got from Humeyra really messed me up. I didn’t know that I meant so much to her that my death would affect her as much as she said. The poem she wrote to me still lingers in my mind as I recall my heart beating to every word that her poetry entailed. The poem goes as follows:

I know I am not famous, But you make me feel like a superstar. Your love is making me go crazy. You are beautiful like a daisy. I know life is scary and you can't handle that. But I always got your back. I love you because you are true And I love everything that you do. You always surprise me, Which makes me smile. Let's be together for a while. I hope this relationship turns right. But for now, let's live a beautiful life." Tears started dripping down Jennifer's eyes after she heard the poem.

In the love we’ve shared. We move together, and the world falls away. It’s just us—just this moment, this connection, this final act of love. There’s no fear, no pain, just a deep, aching tenderness. Her touch is both soothing and searing, and I can feel her heart beating in time with mine.

After the interrogation that day, fuck had a grown woman like me craving, but since there was no cock around and no vibrator, I had to use my fingers to oh yeah that's the spot. When I was done with the masturbation, just then on my phone, a notification beeped in on my Facebook. It didn't seem like me receiving my porn, instead, it was a poem from someone with no profile picture or picture on his wall. His username says Mr Romantic and his poem read, I can never look at a drop of dew in a buttercup without beholding shafts of love in the retreats of your eyes In you there is unity; your face and form is a blend of perfect line and contour

Could it be that he got fed up with me or he lost interest in me but there again if my own family left me why won't someone I met not long ago. Thinking of this I did not realize the droplet of water that flowed through my eyes . You never really know how much someone means to you until you loose that person . There is a pain within this heart, My pain within my sadness through my eyes, My eyes are like a burden that you can see right through, No pain I ever felt was that single broken heart that, There is way out of this pain but somehow I can't see it , See the light , the hope ,the happiness I once wanted to feel , Now I ever feel is this saddness , this pain, this heartache, A pain withi

I still believe That we were meant to happen Even if it weren’t meant to be I think love still can be beautiful Even if you have sift through The pain of a bitter ending To get to sweeter memories I’m glad your path crossed with mine And that once upon a time, We looked at one another Like our eyes held the answer To everything Its going to take me Some time to heal, but I know that what we had was real We changed each other’s hearts And you left an imprint on my soul Despite all that lies between us now I hope that you know That a part of me Will always be Holding you Poems were a way that I expressed my soul and vulnerability. * * *

Of course, only a person who once loved you knew exactly where to stab to hurt you the most. I could not even summon anger anymore. It felt like disappointment had hollowed me out completely. My heart felt empty. What I hated most was my own helplessness. “There’s no need to make such a spectacle, Mr. Stone. “It’s just a few words. Don’t disturb my mother’s peace.” I handed the tablet back to him. Suddenly, he grabbed my hand and demanded, “Why aren’t you wearing the engagement ring I gave you?”