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Puisi Cinta Untuk Diri

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GELESEN 87
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Teile 4
Zeit 5m

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LET ME WALK YOU TO JANNAH von lost_lone

Some people never experience peace Their pain never ease Maybe their peace is the next world Maybe for them it's the life after death ***** You were nothing but a test on my path To win or lose was trying my worth You couldn't hear the words my heart spoke Each day with knife my heart you poke **** Seeing you the way you are is a pain Together everything I want us to gain For you my heart I will place in a plate To hold your hand I will never be late The tears you will no longer shed Forever we will stay the newlywed **** "Why? Why me? Don't you see am crippled." I asked with tears blinding my vision. "The heart doesn't need reasons to love. My heart was searching until it found yours. I can't hold it anymore, this heart is not big enough to contain all that love. Love must be shared and I want you to be my half. I know what you have been through. I know accepting me isn't easy on your part. A chance is all I need my love." ***** Not your typical love story. Witness some heartbreaks Witness some wounds heal Rank #17 of 6.7k dua

Deewangi von dizilover

EXCERPT "Kyu? I had protected you from everything all my life but who will protect you from me." He voice was so low she wouldn't have heard him had he not been this close. But his words froze her. She looked at him in horror. He won't do anything like that, will he? He can't deliberately hurt her. He can't. He bent his head towards her. She closed her eyes tightly to block him from her mind and prayed that she would just disappear from this earth. SUMMARY Merab is an innocent, lovely girl who has a big crush on her cousin Murtasim. Murtasim's mother also wants them to get married but Murtasim doesn't want this. Can Merab get over this rejection or her deewangi will land her in worst circumstances. Let's see how both of them will learn the true meaning of love, self respect and sacrifices through their journey.

DAKSHIKA von chandrarohini

"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly. I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously. "Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain," His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before. "Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse," *** I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me. The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that? The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me. *** This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001). A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other. First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.

Rebirth (Book 4) von OlgaPinsky

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Noor ul ain von _bookvert_

This is your son Abdar you cannot leave him for god sake but I don't care I just wanted to be your wife but you just ruined everything all this thing does is cry that is not a thing that is my son and if you do not want to care about him then fine mai tumhe talaq deta hu aur divorce paper miljayegy now get out of this room...... .............................................................................................................. angel you came i have seen you in my dreams please never leave me ever again once again Dihyah put his head on her lap .................................................................................................................. Kyah Noor ul ain ye nikkah qubool krti hai ya Allah sabar de ( oh lord give me pateince ) jo teri raza wohi meri raza Qubool hai, Qubool hai, Qubool hai,

EVERYTHING I'VE NEVER WANTED {Completed} von Royalbeautiful

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My Warrior Path (Book 6) von OlgaPinsky

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Blessings von dynastic

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LET ME WALK YOU TO JANNAH cover

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Noor ul ain cover

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LET ME WALK YOU TO JANNAH

Some people never experience peace Their pain never ease Maybe their peace is the next world Maybe for them it's the life after death * You were nothing but a test on my path To win or lose was trying my worth You couldn't hear the words my heart spoke Each day with knife my heart you poke Seeing you the way you are is a pain Together everything I want us to gain For you my heart I will place in a plate To hold your hand I will never be late The tears you will no longer shed Forever we will stay the newlywed "Why? Why me? Don't you see am crippled." I asked with tears blinding my vision. "The heart doesn't need reasons to love. My heart was searching until it found yours. I can't hold it anymore, this heart is not big enough to contain all that love. Love must be shared and I want you to be my half. I know what you have been through. I know accepting me isn't easy on your part. A chance is all I need my love." * Not your typical love story. Witness some heartbreaks Witness some wounds heal Rank #17 of 6.7k dua