Heartfelt Poems นิยาย & เรื่องราว

But. I was still hoping I guess, that we would be able to work it out. I couldn't hate him, even when I had every reason to. After all, he was the only man I had ever loved. And he was the only man I was going to love. Because the heart is a bitch, you can't make it understand by reasoning with it. It forgets all the hurt someone caused you, all the pain, all the misery. It only remembers those moments when someone made you breathless. Over and over, it just runs toward one person. And unfortunately for me, that one person was Landon.

Betrayal. A tiny word that could shatter hearts into pieces...always given by people we least expect it from. My steps were filled with fury, I did not want to calm the anger that was burning my blood. The night was cold and silent, as if it were ready to witness a nightmare. I walked on a familiar path and did not stop until I reached the place where the ceremony was taking place. Just like the last time, the ground was surrounded by lights and people were standing in the middle. Unlike before, there were not many people present. There were fewer than 10 people.

So I decided to focus on writing the poem which I imagined so I won't forget when he ask me ! What you have done to me It's not me I'm sure it's not me You're not a perfect match for me you're bad and cruel But who knows you're the most pain baring person Your pain is vulnerable Your pain is invisible You're not the person whom you're portraying to the world You're a kid craving true love to mend your heart I will be your guardian angel in your life of hell I will be light to your dark soul I will mend your heart with a ray of hope called love

Her fingertips felt like 'Spring' that thawed the 'Snow' of my heart. My mother would often endlessly muse about her misfortunes. "If only I hadn't given birth to you," was a common itch that slipped past her tongue. At that moment, I was too weak to speak; staying silent was the only comfort I could find. That searing words, definitely feels like a heavy weight on my heart. Her voice digging into my ears was more painful than ever. Longing tinges the edges of her throat, shaping the words that spill forth with a familiar tone of disappointment, while I stay motionless, my weary breaths hidden in the shadows.

I didn't want his love, because I knew it would only lead to more heartache. I only view Kelvin as a friend, and it wasn't my intention to hurt or reject him so abruptly. Unfortunately, I felt cornered. The word 'love' has now tainted my friendship with him. Why did this have to happen? I despise love with every fiber of my being. It's a perilous emotion. It shatters everything it touches. It puts lives at risk. It's synonymous with destruction. Love has no heart. Love can be cruel. Love has a sinister side.

,' her eyes had brimmed up, but like always, she didn't let the tear fall Ah! My little heart, my poor soul, let's batter this whole world and soar.. All Hearts !!

Wilson…My Wilson All the thoughts running through my head halted at that moment. I dare say all my sadness and anger also vanished Everywhere blurred, everyone vanished but I could distinctively hear the singing crew sing ‘Young and beautiful’ ‘Dear Lord when I get to heaven, would you let me bring my man? When he comes tell him that you'll let him in……father tell me if you can…..’ That also faded into the background as I panicked turned to look at Wilson His eyes were red, puffy, sad, elated, hopeful….His eyes were a lot of things

Just like how safe I feel when he's near. ["Eternity": Grafting successful after seventeen tries! The heart-shaped pattern in the petals can only be seen under specific lighting! This is our secret! Just like how I love him—only I know how deep it goes! Only I know how much space he takes up in my heart!] He turned page by page, his heart being cut like by knives. Each entry was another wound, another realization of what he'd destroyed. Until he reached the last section about the most precious and unique "Love's Poetry" series.

His heart, a flourishing garden, intricately woven with threads of dreams turned into reality, pulsated with an unparalleled intensity. In this magical moment, his heart orchestrated a symphony, ringing bells that echoed the harmonious melody of their connection. The beats of his heart danced between the gentle notes of a slow ballad and the rapid tempo of an enraptured sonnet. His cheeks mirrored the hues of a twilight sky, blushing with the warmth of love, and his countenance radiated a glow reminiscent of a fully bloomed rose.

In cities of wonder, where dreams are made The streets whisper stories, of a world yet unafraid A world of possibility, of hope and desire Where hearts beat strong, and love sets the fire In the silence of night, where darkness reigns A light flickers softly, a beacon that remains A light of guidance, of hope and peace A shining star, that the heart can release In the depths of the soul, where emotions reside A voice whispers softly, a gentle, loving tide A tide of compassion, of empathy and kindness true A heart that beats strongly, with a love that shines through In the realm of eternity, where time stands still A mystic whisper echoes, a timeless, endless thrill