Love And Friendship Poem Is About Showing Appreciation For A Friend That You Love With All Your Heart

Love and friendship poem is about showing appreciation for the person who you love with all your heart.

It's a poem dedicated to one of my novel character's love, Madam Cherry.

As she listened to Chen Xinlu's words, Feng Tianlan frowned slightly. "The Demon King likes Princess Zhao Yang?"
Wasn't Princess Zhao Yang really Sister Lin?
Upon seeing Feng Tianlan frown, Chen Xinlu thought she had hit a nerve, and started gloating. "The Demon King went to the palace in person to send the letter to Princess Zhao Yang. It's a secret love poem."
With that, she started reciting the poem out loud, "Smug and mirthful countenance, dark eyes gaze at the distance. Why is there sorrow over star-crossed love when everything is crystal clear in the palace."
Upon hearing this poem, Feng Tianlan couldn't help but let out a soft laugh. "It really seems like a love poem."
"It's a nuanced love poem. Lin is the surname of Princess Zhaoyang, and this poem praises Princess Zhaoyang for her beauty. Because she is separated from him by the palace wall, he feels sorrow, so he wants to get away from the palace and elope with the princess." Chen Xinlu explained the meaning of this poem, then said to Feng Tianlan mockingly, "It's obvious you aren't well educated since you can't even comprehend such a beautiful yet easy to understand love poem."
Feng Tianlan glanced at Chen Xinlu indifferently with a smile.
She wrote this poem with Sister Lin when she was a child. Dai and Lin referred to her and Sister Lin. The wording was originally "Me Dai and Lin", but Sister Lin didn't like how it sounded, so she changed the wording.
This poem was nowhere nearly as meaningful as Chen Xinlu made it out to be, and was completely playful in nature. They wanted to put both of their names in one poem to express how despite not being biological sisters, their relationship was as intimate as blood sisters.
Now, this poem of sisterhood was made out to be a love poem, so how could she not laugh.
"So, don't even think about marrying the Demon King. And you dare claim that you're Demon King's fiancée? If others exposed your lie, they would tell you how shameless you are." What a big fat joke.
Feng Tianlan simply laughed. No one knew about this poem except her and Sister Lin, so she had included this poem in her letter as a will, and in the letter she told her not to marry Shen Yunya.
Mobai brought this letter to the Xuantian Continent and sent it to Sister Lin.
Yet she never expected someone to treat it as Mobai's love poem to Sister Lin. How ludicrous!
Shi Yiqing simply thought it was Feng Tianlan seeking bittersweet joy amidst sorrow, and he comforted her gently, "Lady Feng should stop saying such a thing. If you're heard, the joke itself is a trivial matter, but if the Demon King hears of it, someone could die."
Even in the Western Yuan Kingdom, he had heard of how terrifying the Demon King was.
Feng Tianlan didn't explain herself anymore. It was unnecessary to explain when they were already convinced of their assumptions.
Perhaps it was because she said that Si Mobai was her fiancé, so Chen Xinlu felt that she was delusional and wanted to take advantage of her beauty to rise in stature. Because Chen Xinlu thought Feng Tianlan probably wasn't interested in Shi Yiqing, so she was less hostile towards her besides calling her a toad from time to time.
Chen Xinlu, who was in a much better mood, held Shi Yiqing's arm and said coquettishly, "Brother Qing, I want to eat red-tailed chicken."
"You've already let it go, yet now you want to eat it?" Shi Yiqing glared at her, then asked Feng Tianlan, "Would Lady Feng like to eat it? It wouldn't be too late to grab one now."
"No," Feng Tianlan refused indifferently.
"Brother Qing, what she wants to eat is swan meat. How could she reduce her beauty by eating red-tailed chicken." Chen Xinlu sized up Feng Tianlan. "But with her status, a lowly Dark Supreme doesn't deserve to eat red-tailed chicken."
Feng Tianlan glanced at her, then curled her lips saying, "Go, White Cutie-pie."


"Ride this, my beloved consort!" Instantly rewarded with a punch in his charming face. He looked hurt, "I just wanted you to try out the mythical beast mount!"
Having died a cruel and excruciating death in her past incarnation, she was reborn into a body imbued with an impeccable talent for cultivation. A good-for-nothing? Fire, water, ice, wind, thunder, and nature; switching between the six elements is easy as pie. Supreme grade pills? She scatters them in the air like candies. Legendary beasts? They're begging her to form a contract. She is the arrogant Queen almighty! You say that heaven is undefiable? Then she will defy it!
"Bad news, my Lord! The consort has beaten the Empress of the Heavenly Phoenix Nation into a pulp!"
He raised an eyebrow and brimmed of pride, "It's nothing. Send a million troops to back up my beloved consort. Tell them that I'm the one who's pampering her!"

by Bamnieellandmic


I just want to write a letter poem to just express my feelings 
I just want to write a letter poem to let you know what my feelings about 
I just want to write a letter poem to makes you feel that my love for you endlessly 
I really want to write a letter poem from my heart to lets to know how much I love you so 

I have been through a lots of heartache 
I have been through full of sadness 
I have been through being fooled 
Its seems my life is so very unfair 

Until you two walked into my life in mysterious ways 
You showed me that there is someone like me can respect me 
You teach me that there is someone like me can love me with unconditionally 
It's seems like there someone who can make love and care about me 

As your lover and your partner 
You showed me that what the best of me 
You keep trying your best to make me feel that you love me so much 
I want to say thank you for you set me free to be happy and let me to love you so much 

As your mom and best friend 
You showed me that there someone who will accept me
Even though we're not blood but my own heart you are my real daughter 
I want to say thank you for you accept and treat me as your own mother 

There's someone who sent you in my lonely life
There's someone who sent you for me to makes me happy 
There's someone who sent you for me to give me a strength 
As like you are my favorite person made by God for me

I wrote this letter poem to let you know how much I felt for you
I wrote this letter poem to let you know how much I'm happy to have you 
I wrote this letter poem to let you know how much I love you so much 
As like I wrote this letter poem to let you know that I'm blessed cause you are my precious gift from heaven above 

( poet: I dedicate to my boyfriend and soon husband named by Ernie and daughter na Hindi Basta anak- anakan lang kundi Turing ko talaga isang anak ko talaga, thanks magama ko to love me and support me I love you both )

"It was the same for me, Levin. Before I even knew it, my heart already made room for her."
Levin was silent for a moment—not expecting what his brother Devin had said. He then heard the Soul Eater sigh as he continued explaining to him how he felt.
"Do you know the poem 'My Love' by James Russell Lowell?" he asked, Levin, furrowing his brows as he cocked his head to the side in wonder.
"Yes. Why?"
A melancholic smile appeared on Devin's face. He then recalled that Angeal had read that poem to him before, making him remember the contents. He knew the stanzas of the poem very well as he read it a lot of times when he was younger.
"I read the poem a lot of times—thinking how love could have possibly mean and feel," Devin answered Love's Overseer. "At first I thought falling in love was stupid."
Levin scoffed, chuckling at the same time.
"I know you thought of that. When you came to me before as I was doing my responsibilities as Love's Overseer, you were practically cringing—finding love a foreign concept in your vocabulary."
"True," Devin agreed, "I do not see why people feel giddy—why people fall in love—why people grow stupid sometimes when they love too much," he added, Levin, leaning on the pillar as he continued listening to his brother.
"I don't understand why they love too much—why people engage in relationships sometimes when they love less. I don't get why they cheat and I don't get why they commit. Love… it is something difficult."
Levin could not help it anymore. He laughed out loud, Devin, narrowing his eyes at him as Love's Overseer shook his head, finding what the Soul Eater had said comedic.
"But how about now?" he asked, a smile appearing on his face as his tone was turning serious, too. "Now that Angeal has appeared in the picture, you could say that now, it is different, no?"
With Levin asking him that and bringing Angeal up, Devin's lips turned into a tight line.
Devin agreed with him. With Levin pointing that out, he could now understand that now that he has found the love of his life after how many years when he believed he could not find someone who was capable of making his heart beat, Devin knew that Angeal was different.
"You don't need to answer my question," Levin said out of the blue, snapping Devin out of his thoughts. "Angeal is your one and only—the only person who's capable of entering into your heart."
Devin acknowledged what he said. He nodded, a small smile appearing on his face as he heaved a small sigh, Levin remembering about the poem that his brother mentioned earlier.
"Now what about this poem? Does it make you think of Angeal?"
"Yes," Devin answered, "It was a poem that Angeal had read to me before when I was sick. Now that I remember it out of the blue, it made me think of her in every stanza and in every line—the message of the poem finally understood."
After Devin spoke, he was suddenly surprised when Levin disappeared from his sight. In just a few seconds, he came back in his room, Levin already holding the Treasury of Poems in his hand.
Devin raised a brow at him, "You're planning to read it now?"
Levin nodded, "I want to know what you could possibly mean. I'm not familiar with the poem very much, so I want to read."
"Page 236 of the book," Devin instructed, Levin scoffing as he found it amusing for his brother to remember the page of the poem.
Levin went to that page specifically. It was a 10-stanza poem and the moment his eyes landed on the first page, he started reading, trying to understand the poem that made his brother think of Angeal.
The poem is entitled "My Love" by James Russell Lowell.
***
First:
Nor as all other women are
Is she that to my soul is dear;
Her glorious fancies come from far,
Beneath the silver evening star;
And yet her heart is ever near.
Second:
Great feelings hath she of her own
Which lesser souls may never know;
God giveth them to her alone,
And sweet they are as any tone
Wherewith the wind may choose to blow,
Third:
Yet in herself she dwelleth not,
Although no home were half so fair;
No simplest duty is forgot;
Life hath no dim and lowly spot
That doth not in her sunshine share.
Fourth:
She doet little kindness
Which most leave undone, or despise;
For naught that sets one heart at ease,
And giveth happiness or peace,
Is low esteemed in her eyes.
Fifth:
She hath no scorn of common things;
And though she seem of other birth,
Round us her heart entwines and clings,
Ad patiently she folds her wings
To tread the humble paths of earth
Sixth:
Blessing she is; God made her so;
And deeds of week-day holiness
Fall from her noiseless as the snow;
Nor hath she ever chanced to know
That aught were easier than to bless.
Seventh:
She is most fair, and thereunto
Her life doth rightly harmonize;
Feeling or thought that was not true
Ne'er made less beautiful the blue
Unclouded heaven of her eyes
Eighth:
She is a woman; one in whom
The spring-time of her childish years
Hath never lost its fresh perfume,
Though knowing well that life hath room
For many blights and many tears
Ninth:
I love her with a love as still
As a broad river's peaceful might,
Which by high tower and lowly mill
Goes wandering at its own will,
And yet doth ever flow aright.
Tenth:
And on its full, deep breast serene,
Like quiet isles, my duties lie;
It flows around them and between,
And makes them fresh and fair and green.
Sweet homes wherein to live and die.
***
After Levin read the poem, he closed the book. From the 10 stanzas that he read, now he understood how much his brother Devin loves Angeal. The moment Levin finished reading, Devin sighed, his words heard in his vast, dark room.
"Angeal… I love her, I really do… it makes me want to be with her, but I know I shouldn't."


"Devin, do you love me?"

Hearing her question that had snapped him out of his thoughts, the Soul Eater opened his eyes slowly to meet her blue eyes once more. He smiled foolishly as his right hand reached out to her face, his thumb caressing her bottom lip.

"Is that a question you dare ask your husband?"

Angeal pouted like a child. 

"Tell me you love me... or I’ll cry."

Devin chuckled, making Angeal pout more as she narrowed her eyes at him. When Devin ceased his jovial laughter, he didn’t answer her question. Instead, he bent down as he pulled her closer to him, his lips smoothly landing on hers to give her a loving kiss. 

’I love you, Angeal. Before I even knew it, my heart yearned for you.’

~

Punished by the Almighty Seraphim, Devin was branded a fallen angel and was given a curse to become a Soul Eater—a being who is hungry for souls and feeds on them for sustenance.

Devin was bound on earth, looking for clues on how to cure his irrevocable curse until a desperate old man saw the Soul Eater and begged him to save his newborn granddaughter’s life.

However... it comes with the price of selling both of their souls. 

With the old man giving both of their lives to the Soul Eater, what path lies ahead for Angeal as she grows in a house full of magical immortals?

~

The Almighty Seraphim sighed, shaking herself from her thoughts. She then spoke, planting more curiosity in the mind of the Dominion who was watching over the Soul Eater. 

"Continue watching over them. She is his cure, but it will lead her to oblivion.”

~

With the Soul Eater cursed and with them eventually knowing that the sweet innocent girl he saved is the cure, will their relationship be a boon or a bane?

Will they perhaps have sweet love, forbidden love... or maybe even both?

With the given thoughts at hand, will fate bless their lives... or curse them even more?

Let us know the answers to these questions as we unravel the story of Angeal being the Soul Eater’s Possession.

~

[WARNING: Some chapters may contain mature R-18 content.]

[FYI: This book is also a SLOW BURN romance. If you don’t appreciate slow burns, feel free to take a chance on this book if you want to. *wink*]

Volume 1: Nunc Domum
When the Soul Eater, Devin, and his personal servant, Ivar, found no clues about the curse, they finally went home after 18 years. However, when the two arrived in the mansion, Devin's curse suddenly went amok when he met the human girl, Angeal. What could be the girl's involvement in his curse?

Volume 2: Est Ignotum
As the immortals and the mortals spent their days with each other, they are more confused than ever with not only with the feelings they have for a certain person, but also with their background, with their loyalty, and with what lies ahead. To them, there are a lot of things that are unknown...

Volume 3: Actio Culmen Cadentia
The peak of their lives had finally arrived as secrets and revelations, stirring their judgments and what they believe in. As they all go on with their lives, what will they decide for others, and of course, for themselves?

Volume 4: Et Requiem
With all the events that had transpired, each one of them had started to question one's judgment and decisions. Now that these actions had been falling, what will Devin, Angeal, and everyone do to face what's ahead of them?

Volume 5: Insidiamini Torquet
Everyone's lives are now practically caught in series of unexpected twists and turns. As they are to face the challenges that are thrown at them, what would everyone do as everyone is in it for a shocking revelation about their fate? Will they fight for friendship, freedom, or for love?

~

Update Schedule:
Every first day of the month, story ends on December 2021.

Cover commissioned to: Chainslock

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51. It's simple, I look at you from a distance, then write it down. (1314th Poem, May 03 2017)
52. Memories about you flow very quickly, but my writing flows very softly, right? and deep in my morning sky, there I still carve a name. Not to make you fall in love, I just want the world to know, that the love I have adds one new line of prayers every morning (1324th Poem, 04 May 2017)
53. Then why? you ask why I write? Yes, I just don't want every single thing that I go through with you, every thought about you that passes, will be eroded and drowned by the rush of time. (1336th Poem, May 04 2017)
54. Like afternoon. You are indeed one, but your presence can bring out a million flavors. (1319th Poem, May 03 2017)
55. My afternoon is so beautiful. With the orange silhouette of your smile embellishing its mark. (05 May 2017)

56. The count is this, you smile because you are happy, I smile because I see you smile. My love is simple, but your rainbow has made it its color. (1332th Poem, May 04 2017)
57. Don't worry. No one will be able to love you like me. Love secretly in writing, or love sincerely through prayer sentences. The love I have is amazing. You will never know, it is growing and growing every day, along with the dewdrops of longing that are very soothing. (1310th Poem, May 03 2017)
58. Good morning. Wait for my prayers to soar again this morning. Feel the softness touching your body every time. So that you feel how beautiful to be loved, without any desire to hurt. (06 May 2017)
59. If only heartbreak and disappointment you get from people you love, try to remember me. At least I'm here to have a heart that is more than just to love you. Even though I am not one that you admire, but believe me, that the love I have is more colorful than you think. (Poem 1312, May 03 2017)
60. Because I remember very well how I fell in love. I fell in love not only because I like you, but because I also want to make you happy. (06 May 2017)

My poems were the first I wrote. Track record of how I became a writer. About love, sincerity, ignorance of what people say; the most important thing is my world is calm. Starting from the meeting stage, loving secretly, until the stage of letting go, now (me and my feelings) are immortal in poetry. || Temporary hiatus, currently composing poetry into a story.

"Good poem! This poem of Gao Gongzi is so lonely and missed. Xiaosheng has been studying for many years and has never seen such a good poem!"
"Unexpectedly, Gao Gongzi would be able to make such a good poem. I am waiting to admire him. It seems that the first talented person is Gao Gongzi!"
"Yes, we support Young Master Gao!"
Several literati stood up and applauded. Yan Chu glanced at them. It turned out that they were all childcares invited by Gao Jin.
"Miss Oiran, I think Gao Gongzi's poem is the best love poem in the world, what do you think?" A nursery said deliberately.
Oiran frowned, and she saw it for the first time in today's battle.
"Gao Gongzi's poem is indeed the best love a little girl has ever heard, but this poem has gone through the vicissitudes of life, and sorrow is revealed, and Gao Gongzi's life is proud of his youth, and he did not chant the poem when he was just singing the poem... "
The oiran shook his head regretfully: "Master Gao, I'm afraid you are not the first person to be a talented person."
"What do you mean!"
Gao Jin, who was originally triumphant, suddenly sank, and directly threw the hip flask in his hand to the ground.
 The rest of the literati nursery also said: "Miss Oiran, as long as the poem is good, it's enough, and you haven't mentioned any requirements for poems. Could it be that you Drunk Xianfang want to play tricks?
Oiran couldn't get off stage for a while, and Gao Jin wanted to rush to the stage directly.
At this moment, Yan Chu suddenly said: "Don't worry, everyone hasn't composed poems yet. The title of the world's number one love poem may not belong to Master Gao."
"The surname is Li, there is no place for you to speak here, go back to your Yongan City!" Gao Jin said fiercely.
Yan Chu's face sank, and he directly summoned the ink shadow sword, and put it directly on Gao Jin's neck.
Tnnd, I want to pretend, who can stop me?
Gao Jin shuddered, and a cold sweat broke out on his head. He reluctantly smiled and said, "Brother Li, just yin, even yin..."
Yan Chu snorted coldly and retracted the ink shadow sword.
Qi Wenhan's eyes condensed, he noticed that the flying sword in Yan Chu's hand was actually an immortal weapon.
Others can't tell. He, the sixth prince who has been used to seeing babies since he was a child, can tell at a glance.
Senior Yan is really extraordinary, and the Thunder Sect is by no means an ordinary school!
I just don't know what poem this senior Yan can make.
Yan Chu drank a glass of wine, then gently shook his head, and said:
"The slender cloud is a coincidence, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver guy is dark,"
"When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they win but countless in the world."
"Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, bear with me and return home from Queqiao!"
"If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the future!"
The song "The Magpie Bridge" has been passed down through the ages in the world of the previous life. Yan Chu casually chanted it, and it was amazing!
 The talented literati in the flower boat fell into silence for a while, savoring the affection in this poem.
Qi Wenhan was even more deeply shocked. He kept recalling the poems and said in his heart:
This poem by Senior Yan is truly the first love poem in the ages. Who can compete with him for the title of the top talented man in the world?
"Mr. Li, Xiaosheng... nothing to say!" A literati opened his mouth, trying to compliment Yan Chu, but he didn't know what words to use.
In addition to the first love poem of the ages, what other words can describe this "magpie bridge"?
"Master Li, the students are willing to worship Master Li as a teacher, even if they are holding an umbrella and rubbing ink for Master Li, there is no complaint!"
A song "The Magpie Bridge", on the spot made these arrogant talents bow their heads, and even bow their knees to apprentice!
Even a rough person like Gao Jin is convinced by Yan Chu's poems and doesn't know what to say.
"This poem of Li Gongzi is the first love poem in the ages, and I am willing to recognize Li Gongzi as the first genius!"
"Yes, Li Gongzi is the head of the talent, Miss Oiran should fulfill her promise!"
"Miss Oiran, don't keep talking, what on earth is this poem!"
The oiran put down the lute, hesitated for a moment, had to admit:
"The poem of Li Gongzi is indeed well-deserved, and the slave family...will belong to Li Gongzi tonight..."
 In the tone, there is a bit of helplessness and sadness, and a bit of decomposition.
The flower boat girl pushed in, with respect on her face, and said to Yan Chu:
"Li Gongzi's "The Magpie Bridge" is indeed the first of the talented people. This is the famous brand of Miss Oiran. When Li Gongzi got it, he got Miss Oiran."
Yan Chu had a guilty conscience when he took over the famous brand.
Not to mention this life, he has never been to any bad place in his previous life.
How to behave in a while to appear less novice? ?
There was a faint fragrance on the oiran's name tag, and Yan Chu received it, making others envied it.
"Young Master Li!"
Gao Jin suddenly shouted at this moment.
Yan Chu looked at Gao Jin, wondering if this kid would do something again, right?
However, he saw Gao Jin hand over his hands and said: "Gao Jin is convinced of the talent of Li Gongzi. In the future, Gao Jin will work hard to study. Ten years later, he will compete with Li Gongzi!"
What the hell?
Why is it a ten-year appointment?
But Yan Chu didn't mind.
Anyway, ten years later, Gao Jin was looking for Li Zeyang, who had nothing to do with Yan Chu.
He nodded casually, then turned over Miss Oiran's name tag impatiently.
What is the name of this beautiful oiran?
The moment Yan Chu turned over the famous brand, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
Qi Wenhan leaned over curiously. After seeing the name on the name tag, he said in confusion: "The last name is Joe? It's a good last name."
 Gao Jin also said: "Miss Oiran is true to her name, Qiao Biluo...what a good name!"
That's right, Oiran's name is Joe Biluo.
Yan Chu's hand holding the famous brand suddenly trembled.
He never expected it.
I have already crossed it, and actually became the top one of His Highness Qiao Biluo!
It's no wonder that this oiran has always shown people from his back, he turned out to be a back killer!
Turning around, I'm afraid I don't want to see a hundreds-year-old grandmother!
"Senior Yan, what's the matter with you?" Qi Wenhan asked in doubt when he saw Yan Chu's face was not good.
Yan Chu beckoned to Gao Jin silently.
"What advice does Li Gongzi have?" Gao Jin asked.
"This stuff is given to you, and the poem just now is also given to you. From today on, you are the number one talented person in the world, and Qiao Biluo is yours too!"
After Yan Chu stuffed the famous brand into Gao Jin's hands, he jumped out of the flower boat directly through the window!
"Young Master Li!?"
"Senior Yan?!"
Yan Chu jumped out of the flower boat, rushed to the entrance of Zuixianfang, and tore down the banner, torn to pieces!
 His mouth kept muttering: I am not the number one, I am not the number one, I am not the number one...
"What's wrong with Li Gongzi?"
"The literary talent is somewhat mad. If you are not mad, how can you write such a romantic love poem?"
"It makes sense, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Li Gongzi Zhennai Shixian Xianfan!"
Gao Jin held the name tag and suddenly reacted: "So, Qiao Biluo belongs to me?"
The flower boat girl hesitated: "Yes, it's true..."
When Gao Jin heard this, he was ecstatic and rushed towards the oiran: "Miss Joe, let's get drunk tonight!"
What Ling Gao Jin didn't expect was that Qiao Biluo, who was sitting on the stage like a virgin, suddenly waved his pipa and smashed it directly on Gao Jin's face. Then, like Yan Chu, he climbed the window and jumped out!
"What's the situation again!!"
"It's Li Gongzi's literary talent that makes Miss Qiao obsessed, Miss Qiao is going to elope with Li Gongzi!"
"It's a song and tearful love story. I have creative inspiration again. After I go home, I will be able to write a good poem that shocks the world!
"Prince Li, Miss Qiao, we bless you! You must be happy!!"

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