Poem Sunshine Novels & Stories

It was there, plain as the sun in the sky, in the rigid line of his shoulders, hard as a city skyline; present in his shallow breaths, in the vein bursting in his temple. “I don’t either,” I said. “I wish I did, but I don’t.” The ice between us melted, and I burst through its remains, taking his warm hands in mine. I could see clearer, all of a sudden, as though the fog had faded and the sun had broken through the bloated clouds. Struck by a sudden sense of poetry, I murmured, “It’s like you’re the sun: full of light and warmth. You’re safe.” He huffed, but his smile broadened. “The sun is hot. Are you saying I’m hot, Cals?”

But eventually, exhaustion won, and I drifted off, dreaming of endless deserts and shadowy figures watching me from afar. When I finally woke up, the sunlight streaming through my window caught me by surprise. It was so bright, flooding the small room with a golden glow that made the peeling paint and creaky furniture look almost charming. I stretched, letting the warmth on my skin chase away the lingering unease from the previous day. The desert might be harsh, but it had its own kind of beauty. The bright sunshine lifted my spirits a little. It had been so long since I had seen a day this clear, and for a moment, I let myself believe that things would be okay.

Since it was mid autumn, the morning breeze was slightly cold, bringing a slight shiver on touching the skin. Chris woke up and sat on his bed upright , enjoying the morning rising sun's view. The sun was slightly higher near the horizon and kept a steady rising pace. Chris enjoyed such natural views.. he appreciated even small things, as his mom told him that we should appreciate small things and those things would bring greater happiness. While resting against the headboard of his bed, he realized how true his mom’s words were. He watched till the sun came up fully up in the horizon and rejoiced in its beauty.

INNOCENT WORLD. ***************************** The overwhelming and thunderous night was finally disappearing.As Sun started to spread its light,rising behind the mountains.Telling the world to every darkness there is light. To every sorrow there is a happiness,giving the weak humans a HOPE!!!! INDEED sun is a hope.Its beautiful rays causing the sky to blush in red and orange,shying from the beauty of Sun. I don't remember when sleep overcame me and I was gone in another world.Chachu was beside me.We were in our neighbour home.Our own house was full due to relatives.I was too small cuddling with Chachu.

Calamity would still fall, and the evidence that it would pass and sunny days would come again is the fact that it even started. It never rains forever, so I believe I will not feel the hurt and sadness that I feel now forever. I will heal, and things will get better. I truly believe that. It is now morning and we are still on the jet plane. When I open my eyes, light from the sun blinds me and I use my hand as a shield. It is sunrise and the view is magnificent. The golden light from the sun bounces on the clouds, creating an illusion that we are in heaven.

I sat and watched the sunrise, all of my hopes for the night being poured into my third cup. Even after all of the reading and rereading of screenshot poems that tell me that pain is something I can forget and that time can paint sunsets on all of the places where your hands have touched me, I still remember you and miss you. I can still remember you on my third mug of the bitterest tea, just as your sweet kisses stayed on my lips for months, only now my taste buds are numb from the food your tongue had provided for my stomach.

He was afriad that he had a concussion from all of the hits to the head and face earlier, as well a blood loss and exposure. Regardless though, he had to stay awake for his kids. In case Nate or the other man found them, he needed to be alert so that he could protect them. Sunny whimpered in his arms and instinctively started singing her favorite song to her beneath his breath. The song he always sings to her when she is scared, hurt, sick or upset. It is their song. “You are my sunshine.. my only sunshine.. you make me happy... when skies are gray.. you'll never know, dear, how much I love you.. please don't take my sunshine away..”

The next day…. Under a brilliant sun, the day unfolds with a symphony of warmth and light. The azure sky stretches endlessly, adorned with wisps of cotton-white clouds drifting lazily. Golden rays cascade through emerald leaves, casting dappled shadows on the earth below. The air hums with the gentle buzz of life awakening, as nature flourishes in the gentle caress of the sun's benevolent touch. “You are leaving again?” Michelle asked as she yawned. “No!” I replied defensively. “I just caught you sneaking out!” She said half yelling.

“The day before, I’d given birth to her in a blur with a ton of drugs. After everything I’d been through, for the first time, it was just me and Sunny. She looked up at me, probably wondering where the hell she was. I looked out the hospital room window and saw the sun coming up. I just kept looking at that sunrise over the city and back at her little face. She’d just been through the hell of birth, yet she was so peaceful. She was alive and content in my arms. And I realized I wasn’t alone at all anymore. I had everything I needed. Sunny. The light that emerges from darkness. “That’s beautiful,” I said, feeling a lump in my throat. “I’ve always loved her name. But now I love it even more.”

Fresh sunlight penetrates through the components of the tree, perfectly illuminating spheres of water upon its green wands. The sweetness of the scene blankets her numb and almost transparent clothes as the sunlight paints her lips red, her hair and eyes honey-like. The noon sunlight acts as an HD camera, telling no lies in the world in which shadows of truth are the harshest, revealing every flaw in the sight, like a toddler carrying his very first camera, taking pictures of whatever he sees.