Category: freestyle poetry
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One Kiss
One kiss is never enough. There must be dozens to make up for time lost. They must be doubled to address when the road less traveled gets rough. They need to cover the wounds and apply smooth balm to the scars that don’t disappear. They should last for days and stretch into years. Give a…
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Passenger Side
Fear has no place here. It’s the opposite of peaceful. It rides passenger side with the spirit of anxious. Moving without notice because it lacks patience. But many cater to its needs anyway. They dread the night and allow the day to slip away. Afraid of the impending tolls they’ll have to pay… But fear…
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Enough Mourning
This poem is for all the people who have lost someone they loved. Keep the faith! It never goes away. The feeling of missing you. The thought of… could I have done more. The shape of your face blends into the background of shaky memories. I can’t go back in time to hold your hand.…
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Reflection: Me and Poetry
Me And Poetry Every time, I’m feeling down. Poetry picks me back up again. It’s my old school neighborhood and trusted friend. We tighter than frosted flakes and milk on a Saturday morning. That subtle taste of sugar is enough to keep me going. Love always, Esha <3
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Thoughts: Winning Against Evil
Winning Against Evil When good men succumb to the persuasion of evil the result is always perilous. Do not be swayed by it’s sweet smiling nectar. Turn a blind eye to it’s devilish charm. Pay no mind to it’s alarming beautiful. The shell shines with a luster that invites the eye but the inside is…
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To Sow Shade
To Sow Shade It looks bad. No visible progress made kind of bad. No goals for greatness achieved. By all accounts the situation looks quite dismal. But such is the nature of a seed. You sow it and hope for growth. Along the way a storm comes to water it. Then as it spouts from…
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see you
See You You don’t know me. But I’m familiar with you. I watch you pass in the hallways of life. I wait for you to walk through. But you don’t see me in passing… the way I see you. Because we’re walking in different directions. Love always, Esha <3
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Breakthrough
Breakthrough Sometimes the breakthrough can only happen after the breakdown. And that is why you never give up. Love always, Esha <3
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Better Than Butter
Better Than Butter There is no quick way to feel better. It’s like skating on slippery rocks. One minute your happy next your wiped out on the side of the road. But that is the course of the unknown. To continue walking when the way gets choppy and the rain begins to pour down. Let…
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