FaithfullyJennyBear : Writing

Why does it have to be this way?

Why does it have to be this way?

A Poem by FaithfullyJennyBear


Why can't you leave me be For a while? I just need some time, Everything I do, locked in a file. I tell you I can't see you, Just for one day,..
The weather of life

The weather of life

A Poem by FaithfullyJennyBear


The childhood days; The rain that brought the raincoats and wellies. The sun the brought the paddling pools and ice creams. Thesnow that brought th..
The cougher's pain

The cougher's pain

A Poem by FaithfullyJennyBear


Her lungs fill up with troublesome air, She cannot breathe, but people stare. Coughs were echoed upon deaf ears. It hurt her too much, She ended ..
Accidental Love Never Lasts.

Accidental Love Never Lasts.

A Story by FaithfullyJennyBear


It started at a party, in June last year, that's whereher emerald eyes fell upon him.She couldn't stop staring at the perfectbody of a guy who looked ..
Writer's block

Writer's block

A Poem by FaithfullyJennyBear


Words flowing through my mind, It all makes perfect sense. Typing out the sentences Past or present tense. Imagining the scenes As you put the w..
Society

Society

A Poem by FaithfullyJennyBear


Society can't rule us all Like what streets you can play ball. The love you cherish Has to be locked in a cage Because of the difference in two lo..
The feeling for something so wrong.

The feeling for something so wrong.

A Poem by FaithfullyJennyBear


I would do anything for you to look at me In the loving way you once did. The first kiss we shared Sent me into a daze of happiness None stop smil..
In her world

In her world

A Story by FaithfullyJennyBear


The wind blows delicately through the branches of the old oak tree that is placed in the park whereshe first kissed his sweet and tender lips. She goe..
To the end of my care.

To the end of my care.

A Poem by FaithfullyJennyBear


'I kissed you because I missed you' Is what he said to me When I told him when he touched me I could barely breathe. He said that he was sorry, ..
Vivre, Adore, Rire...

Vivre, Adore, Rire...

A Poem by FaithfullyJennyBear


Vivre.. To live. Means to be free, Live life to the maximum. It's what will make you happy. Adore.. To love. Means to be proud, Love the o..


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