Novel & Cerita Poem About Me

It was my shelf system's fault. "You wrote a book for me?" I asked him, clarifying the whole ordeal and he nodded his head, embarrassed by it. I had never been the most confident person, confidence wasn't my strong suit, it was quite the opposite of who I was as a whole. I understood not having the words or the bravery to say it in person, but a poem, a whole book of poetry. I had never had anyone write a poem about me, let alone a book full of poetry.

You're the sky ruling over the stars. Noah didn't say anything for a while and then praised, "That was nice." Tears pricked my eyes, but I smiled ruefully and said in a shaky voice, "I wrote this poem when I was ten based on what my sister had said that night. It's always easier to remember poetries for me since I even sing this when I need motivation. When I have given up on my life, but need to-to just push forward." Noah just hummed as we both looked at the stars, lost in our own world, maybe somewhere beyond the world where we weren't broken. Then suddenly, I recalled something very important that broke my reverie. I sat up crossing my legs and took out an envelope from my pocket.

My heart started to beat fast in my chest. How many times had she seen us at our worst? How much had we hurt her without even realizing it? Feeling overwhelmed, I turned to the next page and found a short poem scribbled in her neat handwriting. It was about stars, rivers, and memories. Reading her words, I felt a sense of peace and calm wash over me. It was as if Val was speaking to me through her poetry, reminding me of the beauty and wonder of life.

Instead, it was Sheena, who had utterly dropped her innocent act. "What a beautiful dress. Too bad it's ruined. Oh well, it looked better on the hanger than it ever did on you anyway." I was unfazed by her remark, simply saying, "Pathetic." "Who are you calling pathetic?" Sheena shrieked as her face contorted with rage. She looked like a witch from a fairy tale. "You, obviously," I replied calmly. "So insecure you can't stand seeing others shine. Fighting over men, getting jealous over dresses. Were you starved for attention as a child?"

I looked at Yusuf who was looking at me seriously, "What's wrong?" “I really feel like I'm worth it right now, I don't know what to do for you. I'm not from a wealthy family, I don't even know who and what I really am. During this time, I always lost my identity. And when I met you, you gave me what I never received. I—I owe you dear!”

I will write a poem and I'll read it to Mom tomorrow," I answered. The days arrived calm and breezing, Everybody was bustling from travelling, Then you came to me without and hesitations, Giving me friendly and adorable expressions. The days were bright and shining for a while, And here you are looking at me with a smile, You always make me a way to catch my attention, Congratulations! You are now my immersion. The days proceeded moody and leaves were falling, Yet you are still there to keep me aspiring, Those sleepless nights that you showed my worth, I thought you were truly down to earth, The days come cold, Same as your heart's constantly changing, You eventually manifested your true col

Throughout all my life and with all my heart I shall strive to be worthy of your trust. Although my experience is short and my task new, I have in my father an example which I can follow with certainty and with confidence. Therefore I am sure that this, my Coronation, is not the symbol of a power and a splendor that are gone but a declaration of our hopes for the future, and for the years I may, by Moon Goddess’ Grace and Mercy, be given to reign and serve you as your Emperor. I have been speaking of the vast regions and varied peoples to whom I owe my duty but there has also sprung from our island home a theme of social and political thought which constitutes our message to the world and th

Tan holding on to the belly of a pregnant woman. He wonders why that picture is in the book he is reading. There is a poem written there. You are my only dream. I will love you until I disappear. I will fight you against those who have been bad to you I will not forsake you and give up. You will remain in my mind and heart.

Right now, I'm empty. Why are these things happening to me? I am really a pathetic person.

I jumped up and opened my arms wide. "The wind calls my name, but I refuse to answer. I have to run, to get away... from all that I've done." I sing and make up some kind of beat. "I know I'm wrong. But can't you see I'm just a child that has lost his way."