It’s not a goodbye my friend, Our friendship has a long way, it’s not an end. Something I won’t say something you will not understand,
My cone hat is wonky, My cauldron boiled out, Oh, I need some magic, Yes, without a doubt. My voice is now weak, My broom cannot fly, Once I was young, Now my magic’s run dry.
I sat near the window. It was a pleasant scene, I could see two young couples, a boy and a girl playing and dancing in rain. I thought of me and him playing there. Read family story
E Joy too wanted to exist in Joy’s world, a very special beam emanated from E Joy and entered Joy’s brain. When the sketch was completed E Joy vanished from the wall. Read fiction story
A cold breeze was blowing which gently caressed my cheeks. With the smile playing on my lips I remembered those painfully numbered days passed in careless ecstasy. Read story of dreams
This is a poem to express my love for someone very special . It is elaborating her qualities and our lovely relationship..
Believing that fairy tales come true.That prince and princess both say ‘I Do’. Holding each other’s hands and not letting go. And saying the words ‘I love you’.
This is a poem of a girl’s “first desire “, For whom she dream all the time think about her pure never-ending love …
She has always been the sunshine, In his dark and gloomy life. She is the pretty angel, The smiling Angel of his life. She has been the ray of hope, Even in his darkest hour.
This poem is small satire. What we got from heaven and how? A dream tells what we got from heaven and how we got.