Sunflower Poem

The Immortal stroked the top of my head, and as my hair was tied up, I was bestowed with eternal life. IBM z15, 190 CPUs, 40T of memory, 12.2 billion transistors Arriving in the Cultivation World with a portable data center space, a tale of cultivation aided by the IBM z15. All for the sake of immortality!

Ich wurde in eine andere Welt reinkarniert und habe den Horadrischen Würfel aus Diablo II mitgebracht. Ein Ritter zu sein ist cool und so, aber ein Zauberer zu sein ist auch ziemlich toll. Also, was soll es sein?

From ancient times to the present, it is said that there is a spiritual realm in the world. Regarding the saying of the spiritual realm, celebrities and scholars of all dynasties have different opinions. It is recorded in the poem: "From Qi to Tang, this mountain is desolate and desolate, the spiritual realm is lonely, and few people visit it." "The spiritual realm is indescribable, and it is difficult to find ghost work."

being a sunflower

Whisper of the souls is a poignant collection of poems that delves deep into the complexities of human emotion and the quiet moments that shape our lives. Through vivid imagery and lyrical verse, Bella17 explores themes of love, longing, loss, and personal transformation. The poems reflect a journey of self-discovery, where the heart’s vulnerabilities are laid bare, and the beauty in both sorrow and joy is celebrated. Each poem invites readers to pause, reflect, and connect with their own inner landscapes, offering solace and understanding in a world that often feels overwhelming. With a delicate balance of tenderness and strength, Whisper of the souls reveals the quiet power of words to heal and inspire.

He selflessly protected the Human Realm for hundreds of years. In return, he was betrayed by the very beneficiaries of his sacrifices and forced to his death. An unexpected opportunity awaited him in death. He returned to his youth and composed the first half of a poem. "A saint undone, reborn a devil, A hundred sinners, lifeless under one blade." The top hundred experts of the Human Realm had plotted his death. He vowed to get revenge on every single one of them!

I wrote these sonnets, poems, and quotes; in the darkest hours of my life and I hope some of you could relate. I write with all the love and joy I have for writing, just because I don't publish anything doesn't I still don't write behind closed doors.

He was not just a thief; he was an alchemist, transmuting my breath, my sanity, my lips, my very essence into a fantastical reverie. For me, for us, he descended like a divine droplet in a parched desert, his proximity an oasis that bloomed within the barren spaces of my heart. ^^^ "Falling Like Season" is a prose poetry piece that explores the emotional landscape of a romantic relationship through the metaphor of the four seasons. Through each season, the relationship evolves, and emotions fluctuate. The poem suggests that love, like the seasons, is cyclical and ever-changing, yet it holds an enduring beauty and a promise of rebirth and renewal.

"In a World of Images" is a reflective and uplifting exploration of the power of imagination, storytelling, and the eternal presence of goodness in the world. It takes the reader on a journey through various lands and cultures, where stories are filled with valuable lessons and wisdom. The poem emphasizes the idea that beauty and goodness exist everywhere, transcending borders, and that through understanding, reflection, and creativity, one can uncover these treasures. The recurring themes of good triumphing over evil, the timeless nature of wisdom, and the joy of storytelling unite the piece, making it a celebration of human experience and imagination.

The biggest rival in a relationship is someone from the past. So let him finish with his past first, before you enter his life But for Sean, Rhea will never be finished with her past. Rhea's love is only for her deceased boyfriend. Sean does not require Rhea to forget her past, what the guy wants is to see the girl he likes happy. For Rhea herself, falling in love is not something she can control. She cannot choose who she should fall in love with, because it is her heart that chooses. When her heart has chosen, Rhea will not be able to refuse it. "I will continue to wait for you. And I will not give up before you fall in love with me" - Arseandrio Rahendra

Lily gulped, it's the 'devil'. She said in her mind with her hands still trembling. Raven picked the phone from the girl's hand, turning it off, he said, "You don't want to do that. Now run along and forget everything that happened here, little girl." His voice low and chilly to the bone. _ _ _ Sunshine Meets Grumpy He's a hitman, a hacker, a serpent slithering through the city's underbelly. Not a hero, not even close. The mafia's ghost in the machine, shadows his only companions. Then, there's her. Bookish, buried in debt and dreams, juggling endless shifts and late-night study sessions. Sunflower yellow amidst the grimy alleys, oblivious to the danger lurking beneath her hopeful smile. "Plain," they call her, "basic." But her light, it's undeniable. One fated night, a muttered curse, a stolen glance. Their worlds, oil and water, are destined to collide. Can sunshine melt the frost around a killer's heart? Or will their tangled destinies ignite a storm that consumes them both?

I spent years avoiding poetry, and what happens? Got me when I least expected it. Born after seeing a tv programme. Pushed by a need to escape from writing that epic. Reflexes to landscapes, skyscapes and flowers: Reflexes to music that stirs the beat. Dances. A Poetry Collection.

This is my thing, my irrational thoughts, my unstable emotions, written into a poem to be controlled, so don't worry, and get angry, cause these are my humble and not so intelligent morale values, so sit back and enjoy the work of this humble one.

A Poem a Day A daily dive into chaos, humor, and heartfelt musings, A Poem a Day is a collection of unpredictable poems that range from silly to sincere. With cheesy rhymes, bizarre metaphors, and the occasional heartfelt gem, it’s a celebration of creativity and the joy of trying something new. Life’s short—why not write a poem about it?

A high-elven family was forced to leave their homeland of Svearania after one of their members committed a crime. They traveled to the Far West and settled in the dangerous country of Columbia.

A series of poems and thoughts about life.

From ancient to modern times, it is rumored that there is a spiritual world. There are different opinions on the saying of spiritual realm. The poems record: "From Qi to Tang Dynasty, the mountain is barren, the spiritual realm is lonely, and few people travel." "The spiritual environment is not acceptable, and it is hard to ask for Ghost work." Zhang Yuanqing, a freshman in shencheng University, was on a chance...

poems, short stories, writing prompts, and story snapshots that i come up with. this will not be a daily update, more than likely when i am finished writing something i will put it on here.

Here are poems I have written, they are not very good.

A deleted cut scene between Akira and Hinata during their one night at a mountain shrine. After they had escaped the secret police. This is a spicy rated oneshot.

A poem

Hey. This isn't really a story of sorts. It's just my collection of poems that I wrote. I just like writing poems. Drop some power stones if you'd like, that would really help. Not that I'm in desperate need or something, haha. Have a good day. May you never roll a NAT 1 on life.

2,142-year-old Priscilla is the youngest member of the prestigious Sablich family, an old-age vampire coven that managed to keep itself running for thousands of centuries. As the younger sister of Gabriel Sablich, the most powerful vampire to exist thus far, there are some heavy expectations set on her. Unfortunately, she is unable to meet them all. So, with the urging of her aunt, she becomes a pawn for her brother instead. She should be willing to give anything, to sacrifice all, if it helps her brother in any way. Priscilla has long accepted this and done everything asked of her. But what if she finds the one thing she can't give up to Gabriel? What if she finally wants to keep something for herself, rather than presenting it on a silver platter to her big brother at the behest of her aunt? She'll fight for it, of course. She'll even kill for it if that's what it takes. Because there is nothing more vital than Ivyn's love for her, not even the brother she's made countless sacrifices for. "He's always had more love than me. He's always had all the love. What's wrong with taking some of it for myself? He won't even notice it gone. Besides, Ivyn doesn't want him, at least not yet. I'll bring him to my side before Gabriel does."

A collection of poems.

a series of random stories and poems