Yearning Poems Novels & Stories

In the stillness of night, she waits, Her heart heavy with longing and ache, Her love lies in slumber, in death's embrace, But hope flickers, refusing to break. With each passing hour, she holds his hand, Whispering words of love, soft and grand, Her tears fall like petals, delicate and true, As she prays for his awakening, for love renewed . In this realm of love, she patiently resides, With unwavering faith, her heart abides,

I was used to living off of scrapes, I had never possessed something so precious in my life. Delilah's bounced over my cock, her body quivering, and her wall tightened, she was close. I thrust harder, I wanted to stop whatever the fuck I was feeling. I just wanted it to stop—the yearning for something, the longing—what the fuck was happening to me? What was it? I kept thrusting harder and harder, her moans turned louder, and she was almost screaming in my ear. I went harder, deeper thinking that maybe it would fill that void in my heart, and quench the yearning of my soul.

"'I weary of the hungry world'--what do you know of the hungry world?--you in your New Moon seclusion of old trees and old maids--but it is hungry. Ode to Winter--the seasons are a sort of disease all young poets must have, it seems--ha! 'Spring will not forget'--that's a good line--the only good line in it. H'm'm--Wanderings-- I've heard the secret of the rune That the somber pines on the hillside croon-- Have you--have you learned that secret?" "I think I've always known it," said Emily dreamily. That flash of unimaginable sweetness that sometimes surprised her had just come and gone. "Aim and Endeavour--too didactic--too didactic. You've no right to try to teach until you're old--and then

I blushed relentlessly at his teasing words. "Okay, okay," I raised my hand in surrender. Afterward, I recited a poem I'd written about a firefly yearning for the sun. The poem spoke of longing for something beyond one's reach, and I had no idea why I chose that of all the other options. When I finished, silence descended upon us. I found myself holding my breath, awaiting his review.

I knew she felt it. She felt the tension pulsing through me. The fierce hunger. The pressure of my grip. The dark, possessive longing her absence had carved into me. This was no longer gentle courtly romance. It was raw. Dominant. Wild desire made unbearable by distance. We were tormenting each other through memory. Through longing. Through the instinctive language of our bodies. I’ll have you back, I sent through the bond, saturating every thought with longing and dark promises as my hand settled into a slow, agonizing rhythm.

It mirrored my own hunger, a shared longing for a future brimming with love and desire. Our breaths mingled, and the air crackled with an electricity that only heightened our longing. I could feel the anticipation pulsing, a subtle tremor coursing through our intertwined fingers. The world awaited us, but in that moment, there was only us—two souls bound by an unbreakable bond.

and a tear™ ™Wanders aimless from street to street™ ™Belonging to all yet none to call my own™ ™Wanders aimless from street to street™ ™With the beloved, no union nor separation, prisoner of love never unchained™ ™ Your promise of appearing in a dream, Keeps sleep far from my eyes™ ™The breath I take quickens, My pulse becomes fainter still™ ™What does this crazy wanderer seek? What does this crazy wanderer seek? ™Where is my home? He asks every passer-by™

' "Wind and willow, come take me back to where the worlds meet, and bring me fractured to the sea, let my soul carry me to places and shores where my eyes will never see. Tarry me there and everwhere, let my soul search forever, never resting, always yearning, broken and dreaming of the things I'll never have. Rain and snow, wash from me the powers within me and keep me ever wanting, always needing something more, for my soul is lost in yonder waters. Darkness over light, never ceasing and always growing, take me further into your embrace, hiding and holding all dear to me, broken like shards of glass. Never gather unto me, powers and pleasures of this world. Hide from me the treasures of m

Teri pyaasi aakhon mein pyar ki hai pyaas Aa mere paas aa keh jo kehna hai Ek hazaron mein meri behna hai Saari umar humein sang rehna hai Phoolon ka taron ka sabka kehna hai Phoolon ka taron ka sabka kehna hai Ek hazaron mein meri behna hai Saari umar humein sang rehna hai x (2) Phoolon ka taron ka sabka kehna hai Ayan sang, remembering the days when his little sister was far away from them. He came to her side and caressed her head. Jab se meri aankhon se ho gayi tu door Tab se saare jeevan ke sapne hain choor x (2) Aankhon mein neend na mann mein chaina hai Ek hazaron mein meri behna haiSaari umar humein sang rehna hai Phoolon ka taron ka sabka kehna hai

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