Poems About Living Life To Its Fullest นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Was my best friend's last words before leaving our house. The rain has lost the ambient temperature of early fall, freezing and paling my skin on contact. The path through the park is muddy water in motion, filling deep puddles that hide the ruts of dryer weather. To feel it isn't enjoyment, not fun like the gentle sunshine of springtime, yet it is a part of life and I want to feel it just the same. I want to experience each drop, together and apart, same and different. I want to see the droplets soaking my eyelashes before they join their brethren on the ground like saltless tears. I need to be in this, chaotic and wild, just like my mind and soul - like nature looked right into me and pull

Piper finally spoke, "I wasted so many years in London when I could've been here. We take things for granted and never appreciate what we have" Seb stayed quiet as he could sense Piper wasn't asking a question or looking for a reply. She was simply making an affirmation. "When I left for Uni it was the old cliche of doing something with my life, making the world a better place blah blah blah. I had so many plans and then I ended up making mistake after mistake and then I come home and it feels like I'm starting the cycle again". Piper continued.

They both thought about each other as they smiled at each other with love clearly visible in thei eyes. There was no need to say that out loud cause the other person knew it already. There was no need for words to describe how they felt. The love they felt for each other needed no description cause they were meant for each other. They had come a long way, from hating themselves to loving themselves. From giving up on their life to fight for what they wanted and whom they wanted to be with. Their wish to die had become a wish to live for each other. ~end~

Once upon a time, there was a meaningless life waiting to be lived. Once upon a time, there was a meaningless life waiting to be cherished, because that is a life for, isn’t it? What about those people who spend their lives complaining about the things they had and they don’t have? What about that life that was given to them to be lived as they pleased but preferred to look into other people’s lives to see what theirs are lacking?

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* I saw the beauty of the sky Colors so vibrant you'd think they never die * I saw the beauty of the waves Every splash telling a story of younger days * I saw the beauty of the rains Every drop falling freely like horses without reins * I saw the beauty of the night For only then were the stars alight * I saw the beauty in the flames of a fire Each one burning with a different desire * I saw the beauty of Gold Glistening with bitter stories untold * Oh I saw the beauty of dust and clay Simple reminders of our end someday.

I slowly couldn't see anything. Such was life...some come and some go ... we're always busy with our daily works that we fail to see the beauty behind all these... Life, to be happy didn't always have to be happy....Maybe sometime these tears make us who we are....And make us stronger.... Because then can we be the best of ourselves.... To me, yang Sunni....this was a 10 year addiction life worth living..... ********* UNLOCK NEXT CHAPTERS FOR A QUICK FINALE SURPRISE! ,🥰

FUNNY how life plays with her as if it is having a satisfactory time giving her mischievous tricks. Just when she was about to start her life anew - just when she is about to start her life to settle, unanticipated and excruciating things will occur. Suffice to say, the world is full of wonder - the world is full of unexpected things. Full of bewilderment for she wasn’t able to find the explanation unless she’ll compromise and take time to scrutinize it. Too bad, people nowadays would rather spend their life doing foolish business; attending parties, and such rather than simply exploring the missing answers to those often called philosophical questions. Oftentimes, those philosophical questi

Kael had memorized the words until they were etched into his soul: "A world without friction is a world that eventually stops turning. If the peace becomes a cage, break the glass. If the light becomes so bright that you can no longer see the shadows, remember that growth only happens in the dark. Do not be afraid of the fire; be afraid of a light that never changes." Kael lifted the vial. It didn't glow with the calm, rhythmic pulse of the modern cities. It flickered. It was a violent, jagged silver—a liquid lightning that seemed to fight against the glass walls of its container.

"What do you think, Mommy?" Marilyn giggled. "Then I'll try too." The four of them dissolved into laughter, a picture of perfect harmony. Lucy switched off her phone. She gathered every gift Steven had ever given her, every letter he had ever written, carried them to the rooftop, and set them all on fire. Ten years' worth of memories. There was so much. It took her an entire night to burn them all. Maybe even the heavens wanted to help. As dawn approached, rain poured over Hartemis City. The ashes were washed away, leaving no trace behind.