Category: read
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Waiting In Truth
Waiting In Truth The truth lies in the back of a still throat, waiting to be expressed, acknowledged and heard. Desiring to be picked up by the five senses of a person tuned out to the world. To be seen in the dazzling break of day. To dream of being etched into history books that…
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Short Story-time: When I Fell in Love with Poetry
As corny as it may sound… It started when I learned how to read. At 5 years old, I felt the words form into rhymes and they rolled off my tongue like waves of clapping water. I was mesmerized by their loud, vivacious sound. Vowels made love to the dips and riffs in my voice.…
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Given Up…
Given Up… We climb to the top together But doubt seems to push me down Stretched fingertips away from touching sky Now seconds from hitting the ground As I’m falling, you turn around And reach out for me Just when I had given up You grabbed hold of me That’s how I feel, Whenever people…
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Indoors For New Years
No goofy metallic glasses, hats, mega parties or shots of Patrón for me… I know I can’t be the only person at home on New Years Eve. Looking for an interesting blog to read. Or maybe I’ll flick through the channels on TV. Afterwards, I will raid the fridge like a conflicted, anxious beast. Looking…
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Haiku: The Hate I See
Sometimes I feel like I’m alone howling at the moon but just the thought of someone reading my words takes that feeling away from me. Thank you for caring! The Hate I See discrimination is consistently at play in a foreign place Love always, Esha <3
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Just a Thought: A Bouquet
A Bouquet a delivery of fuchsia, baby blue, tuscan and teal tinted roses enveloped the glass vase of transparency as the smell blankets the room… intoxicated nostrils rarely intrigued by the delights of love taking flight… in the afternoon lounge in the spectacular array of questions… who sent you those flowers? were you expecting…
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