Poem Sunshine Novels & Stories

what could sunshine need from shade? yet still she stays, illuminating corners I thought better left dark. If I could be brave enough to step from shadow, would her light consume me? Or worse, would I dim the brightnes that makes her so perfectly her? better to remain as we are she, the sun; I, the grateful shade, circling each other in careful orbit, separate but bound. Unless... ] I stared at the last word , unfinished, the possibility of it making my heart ache. I traced the letters with my fingertip, wondering what would have followed that 'unless'

“Oh! My shoulder is so cool. I know, my sweetheart is touching it. Will you touch my heart as well?” To this imagination, Sunshine’s heart is romantically taking it. Her mind treats it; to happen in the reality. To that, she feels at top of the heaven. Her mind is freshly desiring; to create another splendid image. However, the darkness has appeared out in the outside. Without any choice, her cold feet are now entering to the bed; to take her night off.

I will enjoy this sun Today This sun shines in my way The dear warmth today This is life This is victory again On my shelf, the book resting Was not at peace Till I read it So, do I keep Books in place Highly designed And organised are books Meant to drive The trauma of snow away Let the trauma of snow Fade away Fade away Each new day For sun is on its way For tomorrow again For next day will be better again I will fight every disease The same way Life is easy If it's at risk If it pulls you within It's not a surprise It is for you because To drive life up again High gain High gain In dawn or dusk In heat or cold Life must exist This I was taught This, I am told Fight the storms in life Draw

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.

The melody was full of hope and inspiration, and the rhythm fit in surprisingly well with the words of the poem. “In the stillness of the night, In the distance, there’s a light. The horizon’s brightly shining Its luminous glow blinding Why's the sun shining so bright? Because it is with all its might, Trying to conceal Del Cealus from us, But I’ll soon be there to set the people free As long as the sunlight never dims. I will now sail through the sky; Soon Del Cealus shall be found And be brought down from up high I’m taking along with me

Dawn . Suddenly, the pressure in my chest vanishes.My car swerves slightly as a gasp catches in my throat. I grip the steering wheel, staring at the horizon where the first sliver of golden sunlight is breaking through the sky. I press both hands against my chest, right over my heart. Nothing. The void behind my ribs is freezing, a hollow crater where the warm, magnetic pull of the bond used to be. My breathing comes in shallow, ragged hitches. I’m still miles away from the pack territory, stranded on a desolate stretch of road in the middle of nowhere.

Lessia POV "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine; you make my happy when skies are gray. You'd never know how, how much I love you, please don't take my sunshine away..." I sang while I stroked my belly, imagining just how much life would become different when I finally would finally give birth. Would things still be as they were? Would I still be caged in? I did not want to think about it, but still I couldn't help but doing so.

I can't take another heartbreak again, and this time it is much painful than before. I looked at the window. Softly I take in a deep breath. The evening came with the sunset setting, and far corner of thick clouds darkness invade them I could be a poet right now. Sunset is my perfect subject. It mirrored my life in general, and to some people, they say that sunset is also proof that no matter what happens, every day can end beautifully. So, I close my eyes and think that this is the end of my suffering and look forward to a better tomorrow. My baby and I crave that betterment.

Sunny’s POV “The sky looks beautiful tonight, isn’t it?” Henry asked me as he looked up at the sky. We were sitting on the swings at the playground near our house. The sun has finally set that’s why there were no kids playing around anymore. The only thing that can be heard is the sound of the whistling wind as it blew the trees. “Yeah, it looks beautiful,” I said, without looking at it. Henry suddenly started moving his swing gently. “Do you know how beautiful your name is, Sunny? It’s like joy, happiness, and hope. I like it so much.”

That alone, was the ultimate solution to his final goal and he was required to do it quick. A sunshine in the morning is special to all those who can feel the beauty of the radiating heat reflecting on their skin without feeling the heat. I am going to do something real quick and assume you(the one reading this journal) is Chidera and it is going to be fun. Now, let us continue from where I stopped.