Wishing Poems Novels & Stories

I wished he could see me in another light, not just as a fleeting presence, but as a person worthy of love, understanding, and connection. In those moments, I yearned for him to truly see me, to understand the depths of my emotions, and to feel the weight of my longing. I wished for a chance to rewrite the narrative, to create a new story where our hearts beat in sync, and our love shone bright. But for now, the wish remained just that – a wish, a fragile thread of hope suspended in the uncertainty of what could have been.

I whispered to myself, the name feeling foreign now. I faced the moon, hands clasped in prayer, making my silent wish. This year's anniversary wish was to leave successfully, to never again have to hear their thoughts. [Countdown: three days.]

But I wish I were yours, truly yours, for I know that I never would be for as long as you are a the Devil. 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 affec

"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 Letting the sun take it's place brightly in the sky Blanketing the world with it's brightness except for my dying soul If only my wishes will be granted And moving on is as easy as writing it down in a whole book I would li

That mistakes and battles don't matter; the only thing that truly matters is the ability to rise together. And there is nothing more wonderful than being in love. Thank you for joining me in this beautiful story. I hope it was entirely to your liking. I apologize if at any point any of my writing failed to hold your attention or caused discontent. Until a next opportunity!

As if wishing upon the wind could make the rain stop. As if wishing upon the sun could stop darkness from spreading across the whole world. As if wishing upon every single person in the world was useless. As if wishing upon a shooting star could solve the problem they couldn’t even begin to comprehend. As if wishing upon the sun and wishing upon the moon could actually bring them relief. As if wishing upon the sun and wishing upon the moon could actually make their lives better. Or at least easier. And that is precisely what they had believed, for the longest time.

I was really undeserving of my best friend's care and affection. I could only offer this little wish for her. So this wish should be hers- But before I could make a wish, Kane whispered. "I wish you a healthy and happy life." I opened my eyes a bit and I saw Kane smirking at me. He was still arrogant and unscrupulous but his words warmed up my heart. I closed my eyes again, changing my words and making a sincere wish. 'I wish the people who cared about me...and the people I cared about...will have a healthy and happy life. May they be safe and sound this year.'

He lost so much, and it's time for him to have it, too. "Akio," tawag ko sa kabila ng mga paghikbi ko. "If you cross either of those line, I wish.. I wish that you'll be reunited with the people you've lost." "Dummy.." "I wish you'll met them. I wish you'll be with them again. I wish you'll be happy with them." kumalas ako't nagpunas ng mukha dahil sa mga luhang bumasa sa pisngi ko. Malapad akong ngumiti. "I wish, that my grumpy Cinderella will finally have his happily ever after."

“No peeking.” “Petty.” Sienna simply turned around, walked to the side of a tree branch, and cocked her head to look at the wishes written by others on the red cloth. There was one written in crooked and childlike handwriting, which read: ‘I didn’t do well in my exam this time. I hope that I can get less beatings when I go home.’ There was also a young couple who made a joint wish, saying: ‘I hope that we’ll grow old together, get married, have children, and live a happy life!’

The last breath was accompanied by a desperate wish, whispered silently, carried away, and suppressed by the noise of the crowd gathering around me whilst my sight grew dim till it became complete darkness… Dark, silent, overpowering, peaceful, stressing, thrilling, lonely, empty, full, bright less, colorless, vast, deep, bottomless, agitated, calm, stable, variable, structured and also chaotic…but it was also beautiful. Those are the words that could describe a bit of what I could feel inside that dark abyss. I wish I could see I wish I could know what is this… know everything I wish I would never get lost I wish I was never lonely… I wish I was not weak and that my hard work always pays I