Category: love
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A Feeling of Ice
My heart has defrosted But what of my love? Has spring not arrived? Let the fields bloom Let the ice give way and make room For white doves and brilliant rays For beautiful moments And excited displays of feelings once indifferent That are here to stay Love always, Esha <3
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I Think About US
How do you get back to love? When time has crept in Does it break? Does it bend? To be certain, I do not know… But my fragile heart prays that it starts over again Because I wander to thoughts of you often Like a violin that plays During the pulse of the day when…
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A Small Ode to Love
Love is frail Yet strong It is loud but silent Encompassing all And nothing It moves like the breeze Is noticable to the naked eye But still remains unseen It is the core And the bedrock of simple and complex things It is the beauty of the sun going down at evening I love the…
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Pools
Can I love you with my eyes closed? Just ease into the comfort of your embrace As I imagine you staring at the contours of my face Feeling every second as though it were my last Thinking nothing of the future And neglecting the mistakes of the past Falling in love with the thought of…
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Journal Post: Honest Moment & Family Issues
I’m gonna keep it real. Recently, I have endured uphill battles that have changed me for the better… I think. For the rest of this month, in addition to poems I intend on giving you more blog posts about those experiences and the efforts I made to overcome them. Last week, my family had a…
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About Love
It’s messy Interesting Strange Powerful Invisible Hard to prove But, oh so real It’s not something that you think It’s something that you feel That’s the miraculous thing about love Love always, Esha <3
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Because of Love
If I love you Then I love you There are no if, an’s or maybes You are forever my baby Your love cannot cage me But if I allow it to… It can change me I’m into you The way you move The things you do Taking in every moment we spend Like a dream…
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On My Father’s Shoulders
Today, I saw a toddler sitting on his father’s shoulders. It touched my heart to see the glee and the excitement in his eyes. It reminded me of my Dad and the wonderful moments we shared. Fathers are so important. I don’t think western society gives them the love and recognition that they deserve oftentimes.…
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