I Sit Down To Write, A Blank Page In Sight But My Mind Is Foggy, My Thoughts Aren't Quite Right I Need

I will marry without a doubt, If I receive a gift devout, Someone who will make me swoon, By gifting me Dostoevsky's tunes. It may sound shallow or absurd, But it's a dream that's so well-observed, The pages of his works so dense, They hold me in a trance so intense. From 'Crime and Punishment' to 'The Brothers Karamazov', Each page a journey through depth and love, I'll take each copy with great glee, As they all bring new tales to me. If you're the one who makes this true, I'll be the happiest bride to you, So if you want my hand to take, Bring me Dostoevsky's works to make.

I love to capture life with a camera in hand,To snap shots of beauty across the land.And when the clouds darken and thunder reigns,I curl up with a book and forget all my pains. Music fills my soul with its sweet melody,Each note lifting me up, setting me free.But the most important thing before the day begins,Is that warm cup of coffee, it renews and wins. And with a pencil in hand and paper in sight,I draw, I sketch, with all my might. Writing is my passion, my heart and my soul,Crafting stories, characters, and emotions whole.So, these are the things I like, they make me whole,They bring me joy and stir my soul.

The sound of raindrops dancing on the roofIs like music that's put us all in the moodTo snuggle up with a book and drink in handAnd to let our thoughts freely expandAs the rain falls, so do our worriesWe're lost in a dreamland, no need to hurryThe world outside is calm and sereneIt's like we're in a different sceneThe air is chilly, but we're warm insideThe ice in our drink clinks as we glideThrough the pages of our favorite storyIt's like we're in a cocoon, safe and worry-freeThe pitter-patter of rain on the roofIs a reminder that sometimes we need to goofTo slow down, take a breath, and just unwindAnd let the rain wash away all that's unkind.

I get lost in my book, Under the sun in the open air. The pages are crisp, fresh and new A story of love and despair. The sun's rays glisten on my skinAs I turn the pages within.The characters feel so real,The plot thickens with every quillThe warmth of the sun is my blanket. The pages my dear friend,The plot is intense, emotions high.My heart can barely fend,The story draws me in.My mind is in a trance I'm so lost in my book,That I don't have a chance.

A classy lady plays a piano with her delicate fingersAnd as she plays, her music lingersIn the air, like a sweet perfumeFilling the room with a soft, gentle tuneHer fingers dance across the keysCreating melodies that bring people to their kneesThe sound of the piano is like a songAs she plays, it feels like nothing is wrongThe notes she plays are all in tuneAnd every beat is like a beautiful runeA sound that's pure and light as a featherHer music is what brings everyone togetherHer playing is so graceful and divineAnd every note is like a beautiful rhymeHer music touches hearts, from near and farAnd for that, she is an exquisite star

My love, we'll never meet again. Nobody will ever remember me... My entire life will be remembered. My sorrows will fade, and so will my influence on those who love me. Even you... may pop up from time to time in your memory... A member of my family may discover my belongings and smile wistfully as he wonders where I am, but he will eventually forget. It pains me to think that life will go on without me.

From the window I see the dark blue night sky,The stars sparkling like scattered pearls up high.

In the midst of it all, Saturn appears,A planet so unique, with its beauty clear. Its rings glitter and dance with endless grace, Spaceship to Saturn would be a race.

A symbol of the universe above, That fills me with awe and purest love. The planet stands out like a glimmering gem, Reminding me of life's endless rhythm.

As I gaze upon this celestial sight, My heart fills with joy and pure delight. From the window I see the dark blue night sky,And the beauty of Saturn soaring by.

I'm in a total lovesick mess,My heart feels heavy, like a crest. I can't get you out of my mind, Your love has me tightly bind.

Every moment, every hour,I'm thinking of you, my sweet flower. Your touch, your kiss, your smile, Makes my heart race like a mile.

I'm lost in this feeling of love, It's like I'm wearing a glove. Your love fits me just right, It's like we were meant to unite.

So here I am, head over heels, With my heart ready to feel. My love for you will never rest, I'm in a total lovesick mess.

It doesn't matter how many friends you have, what matters is how many friends you can count on.