Wishing Poems Novels & Stories

A glow of wisdom, of knowledge and old A tale of a world, where myths unfold In cities of wonder, where dreams are made The streets whisper stories, of a world yet unafraid A world of possibility, of hope and desire Where hearts beat strong, and love sets the fire In the silence of night, where darkness reigns A light flickers softly, a beacon that remains A light of guidance, of hope and peace A shining star, that the heart can release In the depths of the soul, where emotions reside A voice whispers softly, a gentle, loving tide A tide of compassion, of empathy and kindness true A heart that beats strongly, with a love that shines through In the realm of eternity, where time stands still A

But I wish I were yours, truly yours, for I know that I never would be for as long as you are a Marine. Right now, I wish I could lie down next to you, just to look at you. Just that. Looking at you. And listening to you breathe. I wish I could watch you fall asleep and listen to you breathe. I wish I could come up to you and put my arms around you while you concentrate. And smell your cologne. I wish I could brush your lips, your arms, and your hands with the tip of my fingers. I wish I could massage you all day long because I like taking care of you because I want you to feel good. I wish you could hold me very tight against you and lay a kiss upon my forehead, full of comfort and affectio

Regards The Authority of WWS" This letter gave me the reason for lots of questions on my mind, I looked while frowning at grandma and dad with puzzled faces to explain. A hope for a new start... Maybe I am wishing for too much... But all those cold dark thoughts Which landed on my heart... A long time ago... No... I am no longer weak To stand at feet As I will hold on to you now. And I promise... I will be happy... All those wishes that u had for me, I will live a long life, Getting along with life... I promise to be happy again The way I deserve..."

“ The night grows The wind blows Unseen stars from windows Tamed heights Untrained eyes see hope in city lights. But my soul longs for starlights with you by my side. When I look at the city lights from my window, I wish you were here by my side.” I lowly recite the poem while thinking of my mom and dad. They have no contacted me in a while ; this scares me a bit. In fact , every time they leave I can not help but worry about them ; thinking if this would be the trip that they would not return from. I know , I know these are really negative thoughts but after hearing their thrilling yet near death experiences scares a child. I can not stop them working , all I can do is pray and have faith t

I drew a deep breath, feeling the soothing presence of nature all around me—the leaves whispering words of encouragement, the roots of the tree pulsing with the energy of life. “May the seeds of life find fertile ground in my womb. May my prayers be heard and answered by the Goddess who sees all. May the joy of motherhood bloom in my heart and may my children be blessed with love, health, and happiness.” With the final words of my prayer, I left my hopes and dreams in the hands of the Goddess, trusting that she would guide my destiny according to her will. And so, with humility and gratitude, I bowed before the Wish Tree, thanking her for the chance to share my deepest hopes and desires.

🌟 Happy New Year! 🌟 May this new year bring you fresh hope, renewed strength, and endless opportunities. May your days be filled with joy, peace, and success. 🙏 New Year Prayers: I pray that God goes ahead of you this year, opening doors no one can shut. May He grant you good health, wisdom, favor, and protection. May your efforts be crowned with success, and may sorrow, lack, and failure be far from you. This year shall be your season of breakthrough and testimony.

I couldn't help but say, my eyes filled with longing. When I said those words back then, I had two beautiful wishes in mind. One was about my mother. I knew she liked to watch flowers bloom in the gentle sunlight because it made her feel beautiful. Another aspect is about myself, I hope to be able to spend my days and nights with the person I love, enjoying the beautiful scenery. But whether it's my mother or the person I love, they are all far away from me. The beautiful wishes of the past are now in ruins.

Hence, I returned to Harbor City and taught Grace a lesson. The sycamore tree in my yard, once vibrant, was now wilting. I called every gardener in the city, determined to save it. People thought I was crazy, spending so much on a tree, but I didn’t care. That tree reminded me of her, of everything I’d lost.

asked harriet “ if we knew we wouldn’t be here” “ Be grateful what you have for Be careful what you wish for One wrong wish and fate could change The game of fate is not famous in good way Once it change get yourself use to it Don’t wish more or things would get messed up once again” “ woah…… I really wonder who is the poet? I really wanna know how can he write a poem this bad”

his gaze is thoughtful as it rests on me, “I have a good sense of people. I’ve aways had it. When I first saw you, I knew you were a good person. You have a sharp tongue but a good heart. You’re a fair person.” I stare at him. “Please tell me you did not just make a sappy, little speech because I gave you a flag.” His lips quirk. “Fine. We can pretend I didn’t say anything.” “Oh, thank God,” I mutter. “Or I would have to throw up.” “You know you attract more flies with honey rather than vinegar.” “Why would I want to attract flies?” I give him an annoyed look. “It’s a saying.” “Well, it’s a stupid saying.”