Prose Poetry Examples About Love Novels & Stories

"As the sun meets the moon, horizon won't be alone. Waves are raging to the shore, seabirds fly as broken shells, sways along. My love, hold my lips with yours and find my tears in the sea. You filled my void with the canvass of night. I heard your joyful woes, as I paint your core, with the light of darkness. My love, I yearned more and more to touch and to love you, in the coldness of the sun. *** As the rising sun sets on the moon, my heart won't be alone. I see yearning in your eyes, and passion in your lips. My love, be mine as the noon goes by. As waves rages high, my feet floats on nigh. I'll be gone for a while. Ooh my love, quickly come or I'll die, find me in your core. And be with

she continued the poem like she was reciting in front of her classmates like what she did back then when she was in her grade seven, with all emotions flowing through the piece of literary art she is reciting. ""Dear one," he pleaded as he knelt before her feet in tears. My love is true; Why have you kept me waiting all these years? The maiden looked at him unmoved It seemed, and whispered low. Persistent Youth, you have to prove by deeds your love is true. "There's not a thing I would not do for you, Beloved" said he "Then go" said she "to your mother dear, and bring her heart to me" Without another word youth left and went to his mother dear

“Ni wen wo ai ni you duo shen, (You asked me how deep my love is for you) — Wo ai ni you jifen. (I love you to the utmost). Ni chu xiangyixiang, (Why don’t you think about it), Ni chu kanyikan, (Why don’t you take a look at it): Yueliang daibiao wodexin. (The moon represents my heart). Ni chu xiangyixiang, (Why don’t you think about it), Ni chu kanyikan, (Why don’t you take a look at it): Yueliang daibiao wodexin. (The moon represents my heart).”

It's hard when you are in a long distance relationship tapos your love language is physical touch, cuddles. When you want to hug the person you love but you can't because you're far from each other. Internet Love pa nga. Ang Internet Love ay gawa-gawa lamang ng mga illuminati, joke. Internet Love? Kabag lang 'yan. Sa Internet Love, swertihan lang. May mapupunta sa'yo na green flag, kung saan parang may mali kasi almost perfect na kayo e. Ideal relationship or Ideal couple.

Tanong pa siya nang tanong kung hindi ba maasim pero iyong ekspresyon niya halata naman naaasiman siya sa kinakain ko. Pagkatapos kong kainin iyong isa, nanghingi ulit ako pero hindi na ako binigyan pa ni Marco. Tumambay na lamang kami sa ilalim ng puno ng mangga. Hapon na. Naging makulay na ang kalangitan kaya hindi ko mapigilang alisin ang paningin ko roon. They say, sunset proves that there is always beauty in goodbye. But what if we just parted ways, without formally bidding goodbye to each other? Will still there be beauty ahead of us?

Pero masarap kumapit kahit sa tsunami ng emotions. And right there, in our vineyard retreat living room, I realized: maybe love isn’t about peaceful castles. Maybe it's about drenched vineyards under crisis—and choosing to hug each other anyway. **To be continued…**

Kahit malayo silang dalawa ay naipapadama pa Rin nila Ang pagmamahal nila sa isa't Isa. At Kong Walang importanteng gagawin si Miguel sa Restobar niya ay umuuwi ito Ng probensiya. Para Makita Ang kasintahan. Masaya Ang relasyon nila kahit malayo sila sa isa't isa. Dahil may tiwala sila sa isa't Isa.

Sabi nila, ang pagmamahal ay makikita sa malalaking sakripisyo. Pero para kay Alexis, ang tunay na pag-ibig ay nasusukat sa mga simpleng kilos na paulit-ulit, araw-araw, hindi hinihingi, pero kusa.

Nakipagsukatan siya ng tingin sa nasabing lalaki habang hawak pa rin ang bandang dibdib kung nasaan ang kaniyang puso ay mabilis pa rin ang ginagawang pagtibok. "Please stay calm my heart. Alam ko na medyo pogi s'ya ng slight, pero hindi naman yata tama na gan'yan agad kabilis ang tibok mo. Ano 'to love at first sight?" Pagkastigo niya sa kaniyang sarili.

Prologue: Could love be made? Iyan ang tema para sa gaganaping valentines program sa paaralan, malalim ang tingin ng limang taong gulang na bata na nagngangalang Alexander Ford Santiago sa blackboard kung saan nakasulat ang mga katagang nabanggit.