Category: happy
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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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Love Can Be Expensive
Love is rich. It’s free but it’s expensive. It can cost you nothing or cost you everything. Some call it precious because it is valuable to possess. Others see it as pure, unadulterated joy and continual happiness. Those that experience it’s exuberance are considered blessed. So the person that gives it to you is priceless.…
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The Past Doesn’t Matter
It matters not. The turbulence you have seen. Happiness that has gone to rot. You are the newness that grows in the place of the old. Like wet honey dripping off the comb. Too fresh to be packed away. To wild to be sold. Made to be unique. Born to be bold. You are the…
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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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A Feeling: Smile
A Feeling: Smile A genuine smile in my direction is all I need to feel free. A life with no happiness is prison for a person like me. Love always, Esha <3
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Intensifier
I been playing with this concept of special indeed, let’s see where it leads me. Intensifier Love is special indeed. It keeps my icy blood running. In hopes that it will thaw once more. Just the thought of having someone to care for, a person whom I adore. Love in and of itself is an…
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Unnecessary Problem$
Unnecessary Problem$ Power doesn’t buy happiness, peace of mind, love or friends but it attracts company you don’t ask for and problems you don’t need Everything done for the love of money is seduced by the persuasiveness of greed Love always, Esha <3
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Guitar Player
Guitar Player Pluck at freshly strung guitar strings Glide steady fingers across vibrating cords Play a funky tune for the disillusioned and bored Make the sad leap and shout for joy Your tunes create happiness That bad energy can’t destroy You gather the lost with your sound Jaws cease to chew And cackling hens…
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Thoughts: Lit Cigarette
Lit Cigarette I don’t know why a work shift drags like a lit cigarette puffed on by a chain smoker with decaying teeth. But today was the longest, most grueling 8 hours of a rather mundane life… Maybe it’s because I left my cash at home and labored through the duration of it hungry and…
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