Novel & Cerita Heartfelt Poems

The color of the trees became even darker and the mist grew thicker, making it blurry even for a dragon’s eyes. The wound left by the sharp arrowhead had left him helpless. After it had ripped off one of his scales, rope detached, the deadly weapon was still buried deep in his flesh, inches away from his heart and dipped in some sort of poison. Thorn could feel the poison coursing through his body quickly, creeping along his veins. The pain was sharp, and he felt a deadly ache deep in his dragon bones. But it wasn’t nearly as bad as the anguish at losing Leila.

I'm just confused, because I'm trying to convince my head for something my heart know is a lie, when the truth is it's not what I truly desire. Pero patawarin mo ako sa pag-iwas sa'yo. Sa pagseselos na siya na ang kasama mo na dati'y ako. Patawarin mo ako sa pagkakaroon ng sama ng loob sayo. Pero masaya ako na masaya kayong pareho. Tears welled up in my eyes. I let out a silent cry in a corner. I ignored the people at the other table who also listened to the poeter.

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

"In this body and the next. However many lifetimes it takes." Their release came simultaneously—a shared euphoria reminiscent of their once-merged consciousness but purely physical now, purely human. As they lay afterward, limbs entwined and hearts gradually slowing to normal rhythm, Sonia traced absent patterns on his chest. "I never thought this existed," she admitted softly, touching her chest where her once wounded heart now beat with certainty. "Growing up watching my parents fight, then make up, then fight again—love seemed like a battlefield, not a sanctuary." "It can be both," Alex observed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "But the battles are worthwhile when you're fighting

His tail, as cold as ice, and yet as smooth as satin. His silver long hair and piercing mint green pupil, his tail that twinkles like stars striped on a mint green satin. He was his Tide and he would chase him until the end of the world. ********* "My heart has heated for the human and my blood has flown for him. Every time I thought of him, my heart would ache. It would ache so much I couldn't breathe, the feeling of despair, yet sweetness... Even so, I still couldn't stop thinking about him." So...this is how it feels to love a person.

Heart by heart. With all my love, Kavira Hiraeth💜

I press the letter to my chest and I feel the heart thump against the paper like a reply. "I don't know your name as I write this. I don't know your face. But I know you needed a heart and I have one to give, and honestly that's a better love story than most people get. My heart is stubborn, that’s a fair warning. It beats faster when it's angry and slower when it's near lavender and it has a terrible habit of falling in love with people who don't know what to do with love. That might be my fault. Or it might just be the heart. Either way, it's yours now. So make sure you appreciate it and treat it better than I did."

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.

Their hands and legs moved slowly in rhythm, a rhythm of slow love of getting closer. ‘‘Is dard - e - dil ki sifarish Ab kar de koi yahaan Ke mil jaaye ise woh baarish Jo bhiga de poori tarah...’’ (Now someone make a case for this pain of heart.. so that it gets that rain (of love) that drenches it completely…)

For a heartbeat I wasn’t standing on earth at all I was standing inside the light. It filled every vein, every thought, until I was only brightness and breath. I saw Ares then, at the edge of the glow, his hand half-raised, afraid and faithful all at once. And beneath the roar of the power I felt a single human thought, my own: Let this be mercy, not war. The light broke like water, spilling into the forest. I sank to the ground, the hum fading to silence. The moons had joined completely now, silver and red overlapping like one heartbeat.