Category: fresh
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Something New
Dust off the feel of yesterday The emotions that were short lived And failed to stay Let in a fresh breeze Watching the dawning of a new day Let the old troubles of last year fade away Love always, Ayesha
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No Limitations
After years of falling short and crumbling like cheese cake I have finally persevered Pushing back against the falling thunder Swiming against the opposing tide Moving through a world of wonder While fighting to get to the other side Freedom tastes like honey -fresh from the comb It’s the clanging bells of freedom on the…
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I’m Back
I took a break from this blog. But I’m ready to come back. To speak in a language that only a bleeding soul knows. Laughing, smiling as though time is bursting to unfold worlds that speak to needy souls. I am back once again. With wind and ice under eagle-like wings giving birth to hope…
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Long Ago Love
Long, long ago Love live here It thrived in the hope Of fresh dreams It grew In the depths of dew drops Moving with the wind Clinging to the back of swift horses Waiting for a moment That expands beyond The reach of today Love that gave meaning To the breath of a new day…
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Smile Anyway
We once sat on the shore or maybe But that time has passed And a fresh tide washes sand off the soles Of sun burned feet Running against the strong breeze There is no looking back No questioning yesterday Only forward movement Locked eyes fade to subtle glances Broken glass disintegrated into wayward chances Time…
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Love’s Veil
Love brings a light mist over a breathtaking morn. Bask in the fresh feelings of a crisp day. Let happiness cover blue skies like silk blowing in the summer wind. It’s sturdy but the veil is thin. Love always, Esha <3
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Unseen Tomorrow
Sometimes, the heart doesn’t know… Yesterday from tomorrow It seems like the days all run together The seconds blur into minutes Followed by inconsequential hours We look toward the unseen Like a fawn searching for their mother’s face, Fresh out the womb Procreated quickly but birthed too soon The future is based on the present…
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