The Sad State of Paddy

Broke into her usual nightmares

Erasing the side person presence from within

Regretting the memories of the past

Angels of the night is her name

Sobs her unheard sorry and pleas.

Nostalgia

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The sound of crushed dry leaves

A childhood of adventures

A long hike

A packed lunch

How I wish it never ends

Period.

Dreaming My Dream

"Arts Cloud Jellyfish" by Certerain

That day, do you remember?

We shared our dreams about the future

Strangely they matched

I think that was when you liked me

Mint

Rock me like a baby
Gently, take me out for a walk
Sing to me your favourite song
Tell me that mint tea was delicious
These are all the things you didn't do.

Don't Forget

Don't Forget

-a poem about depression-

written on 29th December 2015

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Sonnet II, from "To W.P."

Sonnet II, from "To W.P."

With you a part of me hath passed away;
For in the peopled forest of my mind
A tree made leafless by this wintry wind
Shall never don again its green array.
Chapel and fireside, country road and bay,
Have something of their friendliness resigned;
Another, if I would, I could not find,
And I am grown much older in a day.

But yet I treasure in my memory
Your gift of charity, and young hearts ease,
And the dear honour of your amity;
For these once mine, my life is rich with these.
And I scarce know which part may greater be,--
What I keep of you, or you rob from me.

-- George Santayana

Found this from The Wondering Ministrel.

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What I un-Wished

A poem about a different outcome of waiting.

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I remember it like it was yesterday

Your distance silhouette once again leaving

You said your goodbye with a deceived smile

Father promising many calls

Sisters hugging convinced that they will endure

Brother fighting his tears from the future longing

Yet you stood there and waved anyways

A brave smile you masked on

Not believing that all will be alright.

It Took All My Energy

 written by Tony Wallace (2001)

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It took all my energy to want you

and the rest of me to go after you

and then one day I knew

that I had you.

My Ideal Home

An essay written for school assignment~ It was my favourite. I tried not to edit the mistakes just to preserve it the way it is.
   

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Have you ever wonder how many ideal home one can have? An ideal home should be a home which one really wants to be in. But, is it possible to have more than one ideal homes? My answer would be that it goes with the age.

          When I was a very young girl, I stayed in a wooden house. The house was surrounded by trees. There were hole around the house. People from outside could peek at what my family was doing. The floor could squeak, laugh or worse - break. I never dared to look outside the window because my imagination could run wild that I could see an old woman staring from the trees. That kind of home is scary for a young girl I was. So at that age, my ideal home is a house so perfect without any old ladies, no trees, no holes and no floor.