On Those Days Poem Novels & Stories

Greetings were goodbyes The ring was lost no shine Bid farewell to the heart of Feet were afar now - ended. Smiling to hug and tease Heart reached its blossom White, pure, love, and all. How can I say thanks Thee? You made the day alive again Love secured in Thee, great! How happy and thankful I am You made my heart live again. She closed her sterling notebook with a caption of my poem. She wondered why she felt choked a while ago. As she gazed at her drawing using the crayon, and pastel, she vividly remembered the cascading falls near the hills where violets, the witness flowers how she fell in love with the prince. The pain made her tremble a little, but made her ponder that her true God p

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# Day 16 It is said that there is always one person in a relationship that loves the other more, how I wanted you to be that person, but it seems that it doesn't even apply in our case, because you never actually loved me. It was just me, stuck in one sided love, and even if you tried, you can never love me the way I loved you, never. ........................................................ # Day 17 You said you will never hurt me.... in reality no one had ever or can ever hurt me the way you did.

He felt it was taking something from him. “Jack! Tim! You need to leave this place!” he cried. But they sat hurdled together without any indication that they had heard him. “Come on! Leave or he will kill you! He’s a mad man, the demon himself!” Still, there was no indication that they could hear him. He sat on the ground this time, dejected. Outside, the darkness slowly settled over the city, blurring out the light. **

You know how you sometimes felt like things were about to go wrong? That's how I felt when my parents called me and asked me to come to the Lin mansion for lunch. The day started badly. I kept making mistakes and tripping. Was calling my name? And the person must be angry. The day just didn't seem to be on my side and I just wanted to it end quickly. I wanted to start another day and have a more peaceful day. I loved starting my mornings on a positive note because I believed they affected my day and I just knew was going to be a bad day but not as bad as I thought it was going to be.

The wind that blows stops for no one, Like unfettered dreams, boundless and free. This spinning earth won't ever forget you. Each new day dawns just for you. A brand new day peeks from my heart. Awaken Oh, my soul Seize the day in your hands. And spread your brand new wings. Little by little, life's burdens start to weigh. With each new dawn, the longing heart pines away, As the days fly by, desires lay in wait

With that he turned his back and left me. I felt my knees loses its strength that I fell down. I can only let my tears stream down to my face as I feel an excruciating pain inside my chest. --------- You know those days Those days where you're sad for no reason. Those days where your body is heavy And it looks like everyone else except you is busy and fierce. My feet won't set off, though it seems like I'm already too late. I'm hateful of the whole world... Yeah, here and there are click-clacking speed bumps

Today is just a day, same as all the rest. I rolled out of bed, my belly is so big I feel like a turtle sometimes. Stranded on my back, rocking from side to side, trying to right myself. I make a mark on the wall for every day that passes. The only thing I can count on in this life, I am forced to live. Is that the sun will come up in the morning and will set at night. Two hundred and forty five days. That is how many days have passed since I have felt the sun on my face or took a breath of fresh air. Two hundred and forty five days of living this nightmare. I have cried all the tears I can. There are no more left. All that is left is action.

**** Aaj hum nahi, kal Humari Yaadein hongi Jab hum na honge, Tab humari baatein hongi. Kabhi paltoge zindagi ke Ye panne, To shayad aapki aankhon se Bhi barsaatein hongi.... (Today I am here, but tomorrow There will be my memories, If I will not be here There will be the talks of mine) (If you will turn the pages Of life Then I think you will also cry Remembering me) **** Marna to sabko ek na ek din padega.

The sun rose over Oakhaven with a clarity that seemed to sharpen the edges of the world. It was a Tuesday—or maybe it was a Wednesday; I had long since stopped tethering our existence to the artificial constraints of a calendar. The days flowed into one another, not in a blur of monotony, but in a steady, rhythmic cycle that felt like breathing.