Novel & Cerita On Those Days Poem

He asked. I scoffed wondering if he was expecting me and the kids to starve and experience total misery... POEM BY MERCEDES. You are the sun that shines brightly throughout my day. You are the gravity that holds me down in every way. You are the moon that shimmers throughout my night. You are stars that glimmer oh so bright. You are the oxygen that keeps me alive. You are my heart that beats inside. You are the blood that flows through me. You are the only guy I can see.

One impossible day at a time. To be continued ---

in response to the ongoing anti-extradition bill protests a day like this, or the train between us won’t stop - this life is too long, dear tourist - & you know this morning I have to pay the rent too – as you insist that demonstrations at Victoria Park crow an ashfall of a feathered controversy - scarred by heavy clouds – as poetry as a lesson in leaving seems like years – & everyday umbrella seems like months of our days, days of our months always like this sure it’s like this

On Saturday and Sunday the message was sent On Monday and Tuesday you could see her presents Among roses, the message was sent On Monday and Tuesday you could see her presents On Wednesday and Thursday wine was blended On Friday and Saturday they caroused for the big day Among roses, wine was blended On Friday and Saturday they caroused for the big day They drank for days, they drank for two But go to the beds the bride would not do Among roses, they drank for two days But go to the beds the bride would not do They drank for days, they drank for three But the bride did not want the beds to see

When I was eight, a prank by my little sister, Alice, left silver poison eating away at my heart. To save me, my dad knelt at the Temple of the Moon Goddess for ninety-nine days. Only then did he win two moonstone pendants from the Goddess, enough to hold the poison at bay. After that, Alice became the family pariah. They stopped speaking to her. They wouldn't even let her smile. For my sake, my father traveled far and wide searching for a cure for the silver poison. My mom quit her work as a healer to care for me, because the moonstone pendants needed her at the Moon Temple every day to replenish their magic. I always believed the Moon Goddess watched over me, blessing me with the best fami

And one day, I would be free. ~•~

Today was another chance, she told herself, another day to give everything she had. On her ride to work, the quiet hum of the train and the soft strains of music filled her mind. The rhythmic clatter of the wheels matched the steady beat of her heart. She closed her eyes for a moment and imagined a day filled with small miracles—a smile from Leon, a kind word in the corridor, a shared moment that might change everything.

Today was not one of those days. What is wrong with me? * * *

Another day went by. Another day filled with agony.

She said her face mirroring my pitiful ones. The rest of the day went by in a blur. The next day, I was standing before the calendar hung up the wall, my eyes trailing on the dates, feeling a pang of sadness in my heart against the slow passing of the day. Tomorrow is another D-day. I seriously can't wait. A knock resounded on my door and I immediately turned my back on the calendar. “Who's there?” I asked and hasn't even finished when Lyra stumbled in, panting as she pointed a finger behind her.