Promises Poems Novels & Stories

"Luna, I promise to stand by your side, no matter what challenges we face. I promise to support you, to protect you, and to cherish every moment we share. Our love is my strength, and I vow to never let anything come between us." Tears welled in Luna's eyes as she listened to Asher's heartfelt words. She squeezed his hand, feeling the sincerity and depth of his commitment. "Asher, I promise to be your partner in everything. I promise to trust you, to share my dreams and fears with you, and to walk this path together. Our bond is unbreakable, and I vow to love you with all my heart." They stood there, the river flowing peacefully beside them, the stars beginning to twinkle in the night sky. I

You cannot promise to protect us from everything. I can promise to try. He looks at me. His eyes are steady. I can promise to wake up every morning and choose you. I can promise to fight for you. I can promise to never give up. I can promise to be better every day. I can promise to be present. I can promise to be here.

And I- 'That's so bitter Craig, not all people were the same.' The guy beside me stated with a cheeky smile flustered on his face. My palms instantly fisted at the sight of him. Yukii, stop that. 'Nahh, what for? I'm right anyway, it's not like everyone is the same right? Besides, there are two types of promises. The real and meant one and the real but must be broken one. Either way, promises were made because it's meant and intended to be done but against this world, breaking such thing is inevitable.'

Did she really think that the world should revolve around her? I replied, "Ms. Black, if you need anything, you should go to your dear husband, Leonard. I'm just an outsider. I have no obligation to clean up your mess." It suddenly dawned on her, and a flicker of realization crossed her face. "Is it status that you care about? I'll think about it after I give birth, but you must promise not to make it public. I don't want to upset Leo." I stared at her, pausing between each word. "I'll say it again. Leave. Don't let me see you again. I don't want to remarry you. Never in this lifetime."

how many promises had been broken before me? And how many would be broken still?

Its heat had not yet reached its full rage, but already the neighborhood was awake—women sweeping doorways with twig brooms, children chasing one another through puddles, and hawkers calling out wares before the day’s fatigue dulled their voices. Promise sat on the stoop of their small room, tying her scarf tighter around her head. The notebook lay open on her lap, yesterday’s words staring back at her: Dreams stitched by fire will not unravel. She traced the sentence with her finger, the pencil marks smudging faintly, then added in smaller letters: Even broken shoes must keep walking.

No promise wrapped in spectacle. Just certainty.

"We stood the same, looked the same, made the same promises. The first promise stands for love, we promised to love each other unconditionally. The second one stands for trust, we promised to trust each other at any cost. The third one stands for honesty, we promised to be honest with each other. The fourth one stands for purity, we promised to be for no one but each other. The fifth one stands for happiness, we promised to be each other's happiness. The sixth one stands for unity, we promised to live as one soul. The seventh one stands for eternity, we promised to live together and die together." A weird silence consumed both of us, and after a while, I felt the urge to question. "What happ

I scrolled through to the most up-to-date promises and suddenly came across ones that made me frown a little because I didn't understand all their contexts, to be honestly frank. I promise I will love you despite hating you. It said one of the papers without any signature and it seemed to me one of the most intense statements I had ever known. I promise that the damn invaders will pay dearly for stealing our territories and it will be a mixture of doom and blood that will only stop when they surrender. I promise that no matter what happens, I will kill her with my bare hands at the end of the day to make her pay for the sins of her parents.

A promise… Not made with words. But held in everything they were becoming.