TheWanderingPaddy

WHEN I GO When I go, don’t learn to live without me, just learn to live with my love, in a different way. And if you need to see me, close your eyes, or look in your shadow, when the sun shines , I’m there. Sit with me in the quiet and you will know, that I did not leave. There is no leaving when a soul is blended with another. When I go, don’t learn to live without me, just learn to look for me i...

If you can keep your head when all about you       Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,    If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,    But make allowance for their doubting too;    If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,    Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or being hated, don’t give...

One day, you’re going to kiss the love of your life good night… after a day of mundane activities, But you are going to feel soft, and at peace inside, Because, you get to do those things with your best friend.   You'll realize that the version of you that said… you would never love again… is gone, because now you look forward to the days you get to be here, loving someone fully, and receivin...

Shelby Leigh Poetry Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

raw with love Little dark girl with kind eyes when it comes time to use the knife I won't flinch and I won't blame you, as I drive along the shore alone as the palms wave, the ugly heavy palms, as the living does not arrive as the dead do not leave, I won't blame you, instead I will remember the kisses our lips raw with love and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was lef...

JLynn Poetry A poem on social anxiety, anxiety, depression and avoidant personality disorder Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

"Mirrors of Time" This is a piece from @barbara.gianquitto.author new book Awakening of the Heart released today, link is in her bio. I will be narrateding this book, it will soon be available on Audible! https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1739588002/ref=sr_1_3?crid=3H31VEQCXWK87&geniuslink=true Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

"Almost 150 years ago, in 1875, the late Victorian poet, William Ernest Henley, born in Gloucester, England, wrote the following while suffering from recurring illness. The poem has, ever since, inspired courage and strength in hearts." "Invictus" by William Ernest Henley Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In...

“Life is amazing. And then it's awful. And then it's amazing again. And in between the amazing and awful it's ordinary and mundane and routine. Breathe in the amazing, hold on through the awful, and relax and exhale during the ordinary. That's just living heartbreaking, soul-healing, amazing, awful, ordinary life. And it's breathtakingly beautiful.” ― L.R. Knost Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/priv...

Memory of My Father -Patrick Kavanagh Every old man I see Reminds me of my father When he had fallen in love with death One time when sheaves were gathered. That man I saw in Gardiner Street Stumble on the kerb was one, He stared at me half-eyed, I might have been his son. And I remember the musician Faltering over his fiddle In Bayswater, London. He too set me the riddle. Every old man I see In O...

Don't go far off - Pablo Neruda Don't go far off, not even for a day, because -- because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep. Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then the little drops of anguish will all run together, the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift into me,...

Courtney Peppernell - Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Author :- Catarine Hancock And I'd like to think that if we never speak again One day you'll look back on me fondly as someone Who didn't fear the future when they pictured you by their side I'd like to think you'll remember me as somebody who loved you the best they could Even if it wasn't always what you wanted or needed... I'd like to think you'll remember me as Somebody you could've spent your...

I release you with a full heart, with love for the place you once held in my life. May you be happy in the life you have chosen. I now take back all the energy that has been taken from me or that I have given away and I return the energy that I still hold from you. May I be free from the ties that bind us. May all cords be cut, transmuted and dissolved. May all energy return to its original sender...

Pablo Neruda Sonnet LXVI: I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You I do not love you except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, From waiting to not waiting for you My heart moves from cold to fire. I love you only because it's you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you Is that I do not see you but love you b...

You can travel the globe looking for memories, and still find yourself standing behind a camera waiting for the world to hold still. With every click of the shutter, you're trying to press Pause on your life. If only so you can feel a little more comfortable moving on living in a world stuck on Play. A part of you knows you can't take it with you but that doesn't stop you from trying. "What if I c...

Naomi Maclver Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

These are my footprints These are my footprints, so perfect and so small. These tiny footprints, never touched the ground at all. Not one tiny footprint, for now I have my wings. These tiny footprints were meant for other things. You will hear my tiny footprints, in the patter of the rain. Gentle drops like angels tears, of joy and not from pain. You will see my tiny footprints, in each butterflie...

Mark Anthony Poetry Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Mark Anthony Poetry Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

The Immortal Beloved (German "Unsterbliche Geliebte") is the mysterious addressee of a love letter which composer Ludwig van Beethoven wrote on 6--7 July 1812 in Teplitz. The apparently unsent letter was found in the composer's estate after his death, after which it remained in the hands of Anton Schindler until his death, was subsequently willed to his sister, and was sold by her in 1880 to the B...

Funeral Blues W.H. Auden Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead. Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. He...

Frodo : I can’t do this, Sam. Sam : I know. It’s all wrong By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great stories Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were, and sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy. How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad happened. But in the end, it’s onl...

Igor Oro Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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