Puisi Cinta Dalam Diamku Novels & Stories

in his sweet voice. I crouched down, my gaze tracing his features, and hugged him tightly. "Billy, Mommy loves you."

'Dehleez pe mere dil ki joh rakhe hai tune kadam (As you've stepped on the threshold of my heart) Tere naam pe meri zindagi like di mere humdum (O my beloved, I've written my life in your name) Haan seekha maine jeena jeena kaise jeena (I got to know how to live life) Haan seekha maine jeena mere humdum (I got to know how to live my beloved) We were just lost in our own world. We didn't know what is happening around us.

You read my silence, calm and true, Every heartbeat whispered you. The world could fade, the lights could fall, Still, you would hear my silent call. Your gaze found home inside my soul, You’re the part that makes me whole. What could I say when my eyes said it all? Every smile, every ache — they told it all. No need for words, no need to call, You already knew… my eyes said it all. If love had a voice, it would sound like this— A quiet breath, a stolen kiss.

So here I am sitting in front of my diary with my pen contemplating my words. 'There's no language, without saying your name, These aren't eyes, without seeing your face. I buried you deep inside my soul, Before letting you go on that day. I am seeing you in my dream every night, So I always yearn for a long night. Spending my time, Believing fate will bring us together. Even in my tears, I saw your smile, Closing my eyes, I am drowning in your gaze. Every turn I took, I felt your love,

Wade kept the banter going, sneaking peeks at me in the rearview there and then. I was not in the mood to chat, so I just shut my eyes to rest up. Cetacea Valley was tucked away in the mountains, its beauty undeniable. However, it was no walk in the park to get there. We arrived after dark, and Wade did not seem to have any plans to take off. Yvonne shot me a look and whispered, "It's really dark out. Maybe we should just let him leave tomorrow." I just nodded, not adding anything else.

Jitna dekhoon tumhe, utna khud se kho jaoon, Tum meri khud ki duaon ka jawaab ban jaoon. Barish ke qatre bhi tum par ruk gaye, Kismat ke likhe alfaaz tum mein juk gaye. Tum ek kitaab ho jo ab tak likhi na gayi, Tum ek khwaab ho jo ab tak jiya na gaya. --- (Translation) A face like the moon, a silence like snow, A glow in your eyes filled with untold stories. You are the prayer that explains the secrets of my heart, A song that even the wind hums softly.

And when the first five words left his lips, I could not explain how I felt because somehow we prepared the same vow. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace I love thee to the level of every day’s Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs and with my childhood faith

There's no ring on my finger to seal everything but this dress, being in it causes alot of thoughts to circulate in mind. I'm married secretly to my childhood friend. It's all on contract. There isn't much connection here. Everything is a deal. I can't exactly call what's between us friendship anymore. I don't know how to describe it. There's no love nor relationship. But there's no more distance because it doesn't work between us. Gosh, what does one call all this? Instead of heading out of the changing room, I remain rooted in place, simply staring. I feel pretty but also emotional.

Then her composure cracked. "Ryan," she muttered, tears spilling over. "I really am sorry. I'm sorry I never put you and Emma first all these years..." She kept apologizing. But her regrets came too late. Neither Emma nor I wanted her anymore. The End

The small space we occupied became a haven where time seemed to stand still, and every touch, every kiss, resonated with an intensity that defied the world outside. In the heat of our passion, I seized a momentary pause in Marius's actions, allowing me to express my desires. "I want you, Marius," I confessed, the words hanging in the air like a sweet promise. The raw hunger in his eyes mirrored my own, and I knew that the culmination of our desires was inevitable. That place is now an intimate haven for our shared ecstasy, became the silent witness to a love unfolding during the rainstorm—a love that transcended physical boundaries and resonated with the unspoken language of the heart.