Puisi Untuk Putri Kecilku นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Brianna suddenly remembered poetry she once had read in a book: O my Luve is like a red, red rose That’s newly sprung in June; O my Luve is like the melody That’s sweetly played in tune. So fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in love am I; And I will love thee still, my dear, Till a’ the seas gang dry. Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi’ the sun; I will love thee still, my dear, While the sands o’ life shall run. And fare thee weel, my only love! And fare thee weel awhile! And I will come again, my love,

“Relax. This song is special. I wrote it back in college, but only now do I have the courage to sing it in front of you — because now you’ve accepted me.” Kimmy stared at him without blinking. “You wrote it yourself?” Grayson nodded. “Yeah. Back then, I didn’t know how to express my feelings, so I wrote this song. The title is ‘Ada Untukmu’ — ‘Here for You.’” He started strumming the guitar slowly. The soft sound of the strings blended with the ocean breeze. Some café visitors turned to watch, drawn in by the moment. Grayson began to sing in a low, warm voice.

(Jika tak bisa dapatkan orang yang kuinginkan, maka tak akan kulakukan yang terbaik) But how I miss the girl (Sangat aku rindukan gadis itu) And I’d go a million times around the world just to say (Akan kukelilingi dunia sejuta kali) She had been mine for a day. (Agar bisa memiliki dia walau sehari) Lagu telah usai, Tiba-tiba terdengar tepuk tangan yang begitu riuh dari atas. Ternyata orang-orang yang di depan tenda ikut mendengarkan lagu yang dinyanyikan Mas Putra. "Lagi, Bang. Bagus suaranya!" Teriak mereka.

Gu Jiuci reached out to gently caress the petals as she casually spoke. "Brother Che, do you still remember the flowers we planted together? It's blooming." The flowers bloomed in the distance, but they slowly returned. An ancient king wrote a poem to his wife. The flowers on the road are blooming. Come back quickly. I... miss you. "Xiao Jiu'er, I'll do it as soon as possible." His voice, accompanied by the electric current, fell into her ears with longing and slowly became hot.

He gave her his widest grin and pecked her lips this time around. "Hmm, lemme pour my own new poem for you. It's a lonely night Silently watching the heaven above that has no gap Quietly wishing it also has the small crack That is separating my heart from being one and whole The stars are getting acquainted to each other Helping the other twinkle And I wish they'd look down at me and flicker the dying Light in my soul and bring it back to life Still watching as the old dry palm branch shaped moon Slowly drifts down to the appointed term

YOU For me you are just ordinary, not a romantic figure Not a single poetic figure When I'm by your side I feel comfortable When you go there is a little miss that fairy For me, you are a friend, a friend in times of joy and sorrow Your presence makes me smile, all tiredness and confusion in the chest are gone You are a simple person, face the day with a smile 1000 prayers for you my love, healthy body, healthy also your sustenance Choose you with prayer, string hope with bismillah

She obeyed, her chest rising and falling a little faster. I began, my voice a deep rumble: *"Your eyes hold worlds I've never seen—* *Forests dark and rivers clean,* *Desire buried deep and true,* *A universe contained in you."* I stepped closer, my fingertips grazing her jaw, tilting her face up to mine. Her lips parted on a silent inhale. *"Your lips, soft petals kissed by rain,* *A cure for every buried pain,* *They speak in whispers, soft and low,* *And teach me things I'll never know."*

पाँव रखना ना ज़मीं पर जान रुक जा तू घड़ी भर थोड़े तारे मैं बिछा दूँ मैं तेरे वास्ते ; आजमा ले मुझको यारा तू जरा सा कर इशारा

Her eyes were the same colour as mine and her black hair that had an effortless wave to it. “Tu, mio dolce piccolo tesoro, sei un dono del cielo. Entrambi ti amiamo moltissimo, non perdere mai la tua luce brillante. Usalo per ariutare e guidare gli altri. Ti amo, bambina mia.” (You, my sweet little treasure, are a gift from the heavens. We both love you very much, never lose your bright light. Use it to help and guide others. I love you, my baby girl.) she would then kiss my forehead before taking my hand in hers and we would leave the room.