In The Poem Earnest Wish นิยาย & เรื่องราว

All too well. When his footsteps start to fade, I shut my eyes and mumble a dirty wish in my heart. ‘I want him, again…’

The sensation filled the ship. Warm. Hopeful. Simple. One sentence. Just one. > May everyone find their way home. Silence. The blue light brightened. Then drifted away. Returning to the garden. Returning to the stars. The crew remained motionless. Because somehow— out of all the wonders we'd seen— that felt the most important. Not power. Not magic. A wish. A simple hope carried between worlds. Eventually Hope smiled. A real smile. The kind she showed only during rare moments.

Now I step with certainty, Leaving behind the traces of sadness in the past. Looking forward to the future with hope, Ready to welcome a new love, with a heart full of love. So, let the wind carry away all the memories, I will keep walking, chasing dreams. With a heart that has recovered and is strong, I will find true happiness, with every step I take. “It's like finding peace after reading this poem,” Raisa murmured with a slight smile. She glanced at the house next door.

Too much to think! -+-+-+-+++--+-++-+-+-++--+--+++++++++++++ Earnestly is like a pilgrim with millions of patterns. So vibrant and enormously big, but we can't do anything. We cannot, no matter how infinite it is! maybe our pride is too much to take the burden on our shoulders and the world is still the silent one. When I think about the countryside, those green mushy fields always come to mind. The silence, the whispers, the hope, the delicacy and the night of stars.

"Hmm, lemme pour my own new poem for you. It's a lonely night Silently watching the heaven above that has no gap Quietly wishing it also has the small crack That is separating my heart from being one and whole The stars are getting acquainted to each other Helping the other twinkle And I wish they'd look down at me and flicker the dying Light in my soul and bring it back to life Still watching as the old dry palm branch shaped moon Slowly drifts down to the appointed term Letting the sun take it's place brightly in the sky Blanketing the world with it's brightness except for my dying soul If only my wishes will be granted And moving on is as easy as writing it down in a whole book I would li

I smiled, my heart warming with joy, and said, "Ok, let's try this and see!" I carefully took out the tiny tear from its resting place and placed it in the palm of my hand, feeling a surge of excitement and hope. I spoke the words Whisper had whispered to me, my voice filled with conviction and longing. "I wish for an ancient Luminari, Male, who would love Whisper with all of his heart and soul, and they would have many children together, filling their lives with joy and laughter, and live happily together forever!" Whisper's eyes grew wide with wonder and anticipation as the tear began to glow, radiating a soft, ethereal light. Then, in an instant, it disintegrated into dust, leaving behind

Am I going to buy her a gift, or are we going to travel abroad? Sometimes women are demanding and won’t just be thankful for what they have. I’m generous. I gave money to those who deserved it. I have a goal in life—to be best at my job, make better money, to be a well-respected businessman. Now I have everything I want, except for a woman—a woman who wants nothing from me except for an arrangement. She makes my heart throbs, my cock stiff, yet I can’t have relief. I’m falling hard. As lazy as I am to get up this early morning, I’m a little bit excited. Fine, I’m excited. I go down to my gym and run a few miles. After an hour, I sweat a lot. After my breakfast, I shower, shave, and brush my

I laid there with my eyes closed as all the memories flooded back. It was like seeing my life flash before my eyes. I did not need air anymore, but I felt the need to take a breath. It was a lot to take in. I had a life with Anthony. I was happy. I had friends. I was loved. What more could I have asked for? But I did ask for more… for a life with him. My want had made a dent in our relationship. I was barely around Anthony these past two years. All because I asked too much of him. Then when he grants my wish, after I promised nothing would change how I feel… I deny him. I turned away… all because he loved me enough to tell the truth.

“SEVEN WISHES! Then hear me Gods above, these are my wishes…” “I wished to be reborn and given a second chance! I wished to become the most beautiful woman that ever existed! To have an incredible reputation in both wealth! And fame! To have a great and loving family and not like the shiity one I had! To find love and marry the most handsome man ever! Let me experience the wildest FANTASIES!!!”

“No peeking.” “Petty.” Sienna simply turned around, walked to the side of a tree branch, and cocked her head to look at the wishes written by others on the red cloth. There was one written in crooked and childlike handwriting, which read: ‘I didn’t do well in my exam this time. I hope that I can get less beatings when I go home.’ There was also a young couple who made a joint wish, saying: ‘I hope that we’ll grow old together, get married, have children, and live a happy life!’