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"Go placidly amid the noise and haste and remember; What peace there may be in silence.  As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons.  Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story.  Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater or lesser than yourself.  Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.  Keep intrested in your career,however humble; it is a real possession in the fortunes of time.  Exersize caution in your business affairs; for the world is full trickery.  But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself.   Especially do not feign affection. Niether be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment  it is as perennial as the grass.  Take kindly to to the councel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.  But do not distress yourself with imaginings.  Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.  Beyond a wholesome disipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and stars; YOU HAVE A RIGHT TO BE HERE.  And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe  is unfolding as it should.  Therefore , be at peace with God , whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labor or aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace with your Soul.  With all its' Sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful and strive to be happy"!!!!!!!!!!!   Found in Old St. Pauls' Church, Dated 1602 Baltimore.                                                                          

 

Looking out the door I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water
And maybe i'm too young to keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind so you never know

When I'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
Where are you tonight, child you know how much I need it
Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run

Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun
And much too blind to see the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one

So I'll wait for you... and I'll burn
Will I ever see your sweet return
Oh will I ever learn

Oh lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come

It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her
It's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
It's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever

Well maybe i'm just too young
To keep good love from going wrong

Oh... lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

Well I feel too young to hold on
And i'm much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage i've done
Sweet lover, you should've come over
Oh, love well i'm waiting for you

Lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late'

 

~Jeff Buckley~


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  • My mood is , and quote is "What's the point of living if not living as yourself. If I am not good enough for you, that's your problem.".
  • I am a 31 year old woman from Virginia (United States)
  • When I'm not writing, I'm riding the real road of life...in all it's glory and sadness..
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