Category: glass
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A Thought: Glass Bottles
This is more than lust and words That float on the sea Like empty glass bottles This is a promise That sails between you and I On rough and conflicting tides Only to arrive on warm, glistening shores Love always, Esha <3
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A Loner Without True Love
One day, the money will turn to ash. Sand will form into glass only to break again. Wet tears will momentarily make dry skin moist. The facades will fade to nothingness. The sex appeal and enthusiasm of youth unexplored will dissipate. Smooth lips will chap. Tight skin may wither like autumn leaves preparing to change…
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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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X-ray Vision
Sometimes when we look at people. We only see the surface of who they are. We don’t see the little broken pieces floating around within. There are no x-ray glasses to see a torn soul. We can only witness the hurt people permit us to see. Love always, Esha <3
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Small Thought: Arrival
There was a time when I waited for your arrival. While dreaming of a day when we can be a little closer. Anticipating you like the stars showing up in the splendor of the night sky. Throw a lasso around the twilight of bright luminous rays. And pulled them down one by one. Counting them…
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The Unknown
The Unknown Sometimes, we read in-between the lines for answers we’re not aware of. For solutions, our souls struggle to find. For a version of reality that eludes our mind. But if we try a little longer, just grin and bear it. Till our patience diminishes like breaking glass. Let the sharp pieces fall where…
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Constant
Constant That old mason jar Just keep on workin’ The glass was blown to last… I sipped icy orange juice out of it When times were good I drunk chilled beer from it When tomorrow was uncertain 20 years later… It just keep on workin’ That old mason jar Love always, Esha <3
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Ice Cold Water
Ice Cold Water Can I get a cold glass of water? Hold the ice But add a lemon slice That’ll be nice A smooth drink of paradise Love always, Esha <3
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