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In The Moment「 ☙ 」 - Autumn ❝ November Writing Prompts ❞

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- ❝ It felt like a lifetime, it felt like love.  And there, then I knew in his arms is where I belonged. 
 
Under the colorful array of leaves, on this beautiful day and every day to come. 

I would forever love this man. This man with the beautiful brown eyes and dazzling dimples. ❞

Autumn themed poetry and short stories for November. Full of just, "in the moment", moments.

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Whispers Between the Stars. by inknpap3r

Beneath a sky blanketed in the velvet embrace of night, a soft wind stirred the leaves of ancient oaks, carrying with it the scent of rain yet to fall. In the quiet town of Evershore, where the ocean's rhythmic murmur brushed against the cliffs like a lover's sigh, there lived a woman named Isabella. She had spent most of her life in the gentle comfort of routine, her days flowing like the tide-predictable, safe, and calm. Yet beneath the surface of her carefully constructed world, there was a yearning. It was as if her heart had once known a great love, a love that had slipped away like the sand between her fingers. She didn't know why it felt this way; only that something deep within her had been left unsatisfied, a part of her soul forever seeking something just out of reach. One evening, as the sun dipped low and painted the sky in shades of gold and rose, Isabella stood at the edge of the cliff that overlooked the vast, infinite ocean. The wind, carrying the promise of rain, whispered through her hair, and for the first time in years, she allowed herself to dream of something more than what she had. There was a restlessness in her, a quiet understanding that her life had been a quiet prelude to something she could not yet name. It was then that she saw him. A figure emerged from the mist that clung to the water's edge, a man whose presence seemed to defy time and space. His dark hair tousled by the wind, his gaze intense yet distant, as though he had come from a place beyond the horizon, a world Isabella had never known but somehow remembered. His eyes met hers-strangers' eyes, but not unfamiliar-and something inside her stirred, as though a forgotten part of her had just been awakened. The world held its breath. The sea sighed. And Isabella knew, with a certainty she could not explain, that her life was about to change forever.

Rose Petals by skyloaves

☽☽ Its voice sounded like the calm breeze of a foggy forest, and the sea crashing at the shore. Maybe we shall live into faded inks in books, lost in fantasies forevermore ☾☾ Please do NOT repost WITHOUT credits. PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME. Enjoy :)) ©️ All rights and credits to righteous owner of the following photos of each poem. Credits to the rightful owner and artist for the used art on the book cover

The Devil's Love-Ridden Abuse II POETRY Second Edition by AckermanArtist

Ash stains on my jeans you're still on my mind cherry on my skin you're still there pain doesn't block you out freezing hands shaking body withdrawals from your warmth butt burning my fingertips burning my lips dying to feel you again strike the lighter repeatedly as it goes out had it in my head that'd be us inhale the poison your scent it's toxic yet everywhere hold it in least I did that part right never took a moment of you for granted exhale the best as the smoke leaves I realise you did too like it's the first time all over again close my dreary eyes and repeat it all over again Book 1: https://www.wattpad.com/story/171509098-the-devil%27s-love-ridden-abuse-poetry

All I did was just love by daisyycosmos

Cold breeze hit my face, I was in awe of the weather until I felt warm and butterflies in my tummy, when a pair of beautiful dark brown orbs looked soo beautifully into my dark brown eyes yet all I could see was just eyes as it was all just crowd and chaos for the small sized cluster.. ๋࣭ ⭑⚝๋࣭ ⭑‎♡‧₊˚ it's a FICTIONAL and spiritual teenager to an adult story.. (Chapters are unedited)

If Not Now , Then When? by Eerie_Haven

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[Cover is an amazing gift from @monsterwithoutname] ❤ ❝She loved mysteries so much, that she became one❞ A short story about one Autumn night, a silhouette in the dark and the late nights of deep thoughts. [I have used parts of quotes and some descriptions I found and then altered throughout the book]❤ [COMPLETE]?[UNEDITED] ©2016-2017~Kiara-z #757~In short Story~10/12/16. #695~In short Story~12/12/16. #619~In short Story~14/12/16. #576~In short Story~17/12/16. #555~In short Story~22/12/16. #489~In short Story~23/12/16. #436~In short Story~24/12/16. #404~In short Story~25/12/16. #220~In short Story~07/01/17. #168~In short Story~11/01/17. #136~In short Story~12/01/17. #99~In short Story~14/01/17. #83~In short Story~16/01/17. #82~In short Story~21/01/17. #74~In short Story~24/01/17. #72~In short Story~25/01/17. #69~In short Story~04/02/17. #68~In short Story~05/02/17. [What's Hot List~22/01/17].

The Dark Rose 🌹 {18+} by chelseaxxm123

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