Shakespeare Poetry On 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

In the middle of the grand dining area,all the luxury item that defines what standard they should have. I guess ,love isn't one of it. They have prove me that love isn't something you just gain just because you two were connected.It wasn't something that will keep you together just because you two become parents. Love is a faraway thing only a few can reach. My body immediately wait for the same cold voice that usually bounces whenever she's pissed. "Azazel you've got something for us?" And there it is.I stop eating,drop the utensils on my plate and wipe the sides of my mouth.This has been rehearsed for years and it took quite an ample of time to get used to it.Never bothering to raise my h

He was the man who proved to me that love can be in a form of poetry; may it be in verse or in prose. That love is on everything where your heart lays in tranquility. Manuel touched my face. Our eyes met. Ang apoy na naglalayab sa kaniyang mata ay napalitan ng pagka-alala at kaba. “Baby...” Bago pa siya makakapagsalita ay kinain na ng kadiliman ang aking paligid. I heard curses as he held me in his arms. Ang sumunod na pangyayari ay hindi ko na alam. Nawalan na ako ng malay at tanging pagtawag na lamang ng aking asawa ang aking narinig.

Algin, and that is one of those. He kissed my collarbone, praising every details of my skin. I smiled with the kisses on my lips. I was a sucker for Shakesperean love and if this is just an imagination--- a little fictional than reality, my love will be described as Ophelia's love to Hamlet, which love has a serene freedom but also tragic. Too poetic, too dreamy, too painful..

__________ Legend, that's how our hearts were shaped together; a dream come true from up the heavens. Uncertainties, once when ashamed, they tell a story with our names. To be in love sometimes is like a fantasy; so full of wonders we couldn't help but agree. It works in ways we can't predict; it's more just like a magic trick. A stroke of fate on the crossroads, just you and me left in the world; the meeting of our eyes married

Why is it Brent come into his room? He suddenly lifts his one hand into Shantal’s face, he can’t control his emotions. He loved this woman but he can’t even say it directly to her because she hated him so much. He felt like he was enchanted by a sudden emotion out of loneliness. He found himself getting closer into her face whispering the words: “ How I wish I could hug you, kiss you and cuddle you every day! I don’t know how to tell you that I fell in love with you the first moment I saw your beautiful face. I have so many sleepless nights, waiting for you to come back and be in my arms. Those long years you left this home made me feel alone. I used to stalk your social media account just t

"And then later on, I realized that it wasn't just a simple attraction anymore. There's still lust, but my feelings for you got greater." I sighed. I was hurting. "Di ba, inorasyunan kita?" Umirap siya. "You still believe in that?" Mukha ng iritado. "Bago mo pa orasyunan si Marko, gusto na kita!" "Pero minahal mo ako nang matapos ko iyong orasyon," giit ko naman. He groaned. Iritado. "I love you. I still love you. I don't want to talk about your failed spell."

Ariel then gave out a louder, stronger note, and in the voice of a canary he sang these words to an impromptu air: "O! heavy the tread of the march of life, And weary the striving and vain the strife, And lonely the way for you and for me If Love be not of the company. For life is love, and love is life, And everything else is useless strife See, Love is beckoning you and me, Haste then and join his company."

Tanong ko sakanya habang umiiyak "May bago na ba?" Tanong ko muli sa kanya. Hindi siya sumagot agad, I think yes. Hindi na ako. Pero bakit siya pupunta here? Because of awa? Because of closure? "Closure na lang ba 'to?" Tanong ko sakanya. Pinunasan niya muli ang luha ko. "No Love, it's still you. Always you." Sabi niya at yinakap ako.

kuryosong tanong ko naman. "Exactly," she answered. "Bihira silang magkita pero 'yong love sa pagitan nila ay hindi nagbabago, hindi nawawala. Sun gives the beauty of sunset even if the Moon wouldn't see it, and the Moon shines at night to express his love even if the Sun isn't there to witness it. But when they meet, they form the most poetic event ever. Isn't that the kind of love that we all want? A love that is faithful, constant, unwavering—despite all the odds."