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Love Forbidden "It 's a strange thing, wouldn 't you say, Tsunade?" There was a moment before Tsunade adjusted her head so she was facing Jiraiya, a strand of her blonde hair submerged her right eye as she observed meticulously at him; she blinked and her long thick eyelashes brushed her skin in a gentle manner; she pressed her lips together that she had painted red that morning and spread the moist lipstick around, refreshing them slightly. "Love has always been a strange thing to me." She noticed he was surveying the clouds, with his hands resting behind his head amongst his snow white hair that hung low; she breathed deeply for a moment and admired the clouds with him, watching them sweep past in the breeze - they had always reminded …show more content…
"If I was to lose you too, I would…" "You 'd cry for me? I 'm so honoured!" Jiraiya responded more heartedly causing a smile on Tsunade 's face amongst the angry tears. Waiting a moment before strode back over, he felt his heart throb with emotion causing him to take a sharp breath and hold it, he noticed it was beating faster than it usually did. Then he kneeled before her, still smiling as he gazed upon her face - even covered in tears which were dripping leisurely from her chin she was still beautiful to him like she had always been, "you don 't have to cry, Tsunade," he spoke softly, "I hate it when you cry." "I 'm sorry," she replied and her voice cracked as she brought her hands to wipe her eyes, rubbing them roughly and turning them red, her chest heaved a sob as she dried them, but to no avail as more tears followed, soaking her hands eventually, "it 's just," there was a small pause as her chest heaved with another sob, "after all this time we’ve known each other and …show more content…
Jiraiya beamed at Tsunade for the final time as he turned his back on her unable to face her any longer; he began to feel the ache in his chest as his heart was breaking, however, he continued to walk forward into the sunset, pushing aside his feelings, leaving Tsunade, knowing he would not be able to see her again… A thing which he never wanted to do; and as Jiraiya walked Tsunade felt the waves of pain that were incurable, and even for her expertise, she could not mend a broken
“Just weeping. I can still hear her weeping now sometimes. I know the exact sound of it, like a note you hear or a song that keeps spinning around in your head and you can’t forget it.”
One rather beautiful day I head down to the building fields of Uruk with my only son Urnabe. He is 14 and he is turning out to be a skilled mason or at least better than his old man. When we get there I see that Binfem was already waiting for me.
What it takes to write Romantically Romanticism, to the unknowing mind, symbolizes a writing style centered on romance. But, Romanticism portrays itself as much more than passion or relationships. Romanticism illustrates the fruit of the free-thinking mind, a mind that dreams of escaping civilization to return to humankind’s origin; the bosom of Nature. Romanticism represents the immaculate child within who believes in freedom for all people, who is an avid enthusiast for spectral phenomena. All of the above themes are essential to Romantic writers, including Washington Irving.
There once was a man named Franswah, and he had a wife named Keisha. They both lived in Keithville, Atlanta. They had a little girl named Jasmine, she was twelve years of age and she attended Ghettoville Jr. High School in the seventh grade. Keisha never did like doing anything, so her husband Franswah decided to go out and have an affair with a lady named Shay. Franswah and Shay worked at a law firm together. Shay was his assistant, she always helped him with things and they always went to lunch together. So some nights he never came home or either he came in late. Keisha was never the type of person to just argue, she mainly just questioned him to see what the response would be and she left it alone until the next morning. So one night when he came in he had a funny odor and Keisha asked him what was up with the smell, he told her that he had been working out and got sweaty. Their daughter Jasmine had very high blood pressure, so most of the time she didn’t go to school because of her condition and she stayed ill. Keisha had a younger sister named Ashley, she is the rowdy type that doesn’t care and will tell anybody anything. Keisha was telling her sister about Franswah coming in late, having a odor on him and don’t want to be questioned. So one day when Ashley was over there and he walked in she confronted him and told him if she find out that’s its that he’s cheating on her she was gone handle it. So he got mad and started hollering at Keisha for telling her sister about what was going on in their relationship. Then that’s when Ashley came back and told him that she can tell her anything she want to tell her because that’s her sister. So few minutes later the phone rings and its was Shay. Keisha answers the phone and it was another lady’s voice, and she asked to speak to Franswah. So she asked her who is calling and she told her that it was Franswah’s baby mother. Everyone is in shock, so Ashley gets on the phone and started getting rowdy. Ashley was asking her different questions like how old is the baby, where she live, and where did Franswah and her meet.
I could feel my face burning red. Of course, today would be the day to embarrass me. The first day of junior year. Why not. "I wasn't exactly planning on saying that out loud," I mumbled to myself, I fiddled with my pen and tried to hear what the teacher had to say.
In addition, in those same lines, the author sneaks in a simile to emphatically describe how much he was crying. Equally important, the author uses a fresh, engaging and beautiful language to ask whom is he really crying for. Himself for losing her? Or for her? The author can only answer these
Poetry is a form of literature which can be characterized by rhythm. Poetry may be short or may be long. There is no limit to themes that a poet may use for their poem. A poem can be about animals, nature, and a common theme, love. The two poems that will be discussed in the paper have a common theme of love. While one poem speaks of love for a woman, the other explains what love is in general. Theses two poems are "When You Are Old" by William Butler Yeats, and "Let Me Not to the Marriage of True Minds" by no other than William Shakespeare.
"Don't be so desperate, Kaito," Cinder continued. Stop, the voice inside shrieked, but Cinder couldn't let up. She had to sever every thread, every thought, every touch. Kai was not hers. Cinder crossed her arms, expression bored. "If it makes you feel better, I thought you were pretending as well. If I knew you hadn't been, I would have stopped this game a lot sooner. I'm apologize if I hurt you." But she didn't sound apologetic, even to her ears. She would never be sorry for this. There would be no regrets. It was for the best.
The most frightening sixteenth birthday. Halloween finally arrived and it was Robbin's sixteenth birthday. Her parents eventually decided that she was mature to bring her friends Charlie and Hallie for a sleepover; however, both of these girls bullied her constantly and were not frightened of anything. “Ding Dong” the doorbell rang loudly. Robbin froze as the bell constantly kept echoing in her head while her heart rapidly pumped .
Both beauty and madness is portrayed in love. The Weeknd’s album; Beauty Behind The Madness, is known to be the way he expresses his sanity behind his vision. He compares and contrasts how “beauty” represents the great side of love and the “madness” contradicts the idea of beauty. This comparison expresses how love can drive humans’ insane. The Weeknd also known as Abel Tesfaye, has built a whole career around the relationship between drugs and love. His song “Can’t Feel My Face” demonstrates how an abnormal addiction to love, naturally alters the way humans behave and think. Abel uses his powerful tone and lyrics incorporating personification, metaphors and repetition to showcase how the dependency of drugs is as dangerous
Romantic period is an age when writers focus on the power of human mind and seek for the promotion of individual’s sensibility in understanding the world and even creating its own through imagination. However, Romantic writing is not always aimed at the development of individuals. Actually, literary works in this period have a close relationship with social conditions—seeking to promote the development of society is a crucial purpose in Romantic writing. In the following passage, I would like to discuss two famous Romantic authors, William Blake and Washington Irving, and how their works contribute to the development of society.
her body started to tremble in ecstasy. Jason was not finished. Once his wife came he turned her around, grabbed her hair and forced her down towards his tent pole cock. "Take it," he ordered.
Sitting. Waiting. Sulking. Suffering. The days, unforgiving, continued to seep the life out of the lonesome man.
Never Pure Sometimes I wake up, and just hope that everything is fake, that nothing is really real. I sit and hope that if I focus for long enough, the whole world will become a black abyss. But it never is. Nothing ever stops.
“I mean no to the date. I don't want to date,” I answered. For a few seconds it seemed the hamster in his head came to a complete stop. “Okay so you don't want to go out on a date with me?”