Category: room
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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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Embarrassing Journal Post: Get Your Eagle On
I been a dark skin sista all my life. Whether in a afro, locks, relaxed or tightly bound braids. I have spent my days as a black woman through and through. During my youth, I spent many days and nights feeling as though my blackness never matched up to societal norms. Growing up I wasn’t…
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Thank God Christmas is Over
The hanging mistletoe has dried out in mid-air The pine needles of trees That once had presents under them now decorate living rooms Without a cause or reason outside of holiday inertia The smell of cinnamon and nutmeg dissipate The candy canes that reek of peppermint But fail to satiate the taste-bubs Of a sista…
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Warning: For Those Who Grieve
There are no wordsTo fill the voidIt is an endless seaOf missed communicationAnd broken opportunities How do I move forward?How do I forget?How do I cry?Now that you’re gone Your things fill the room, storages and my mindVestinages of the lifeYou left behindFor the first timeYour not here to wipe my tears They fill the…
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Thought: You Are a Sparkler
You are the fun that left the room when the celebration fizzles out. Sparklers lit for less than a minute add brightness to partially lit places. That’s why you are sorely missed. Because the absence of glittering illumination makes the heart grow fonder. So keep glowing baby. Flickering fireflies compete with your illustrious splendor. Love…
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Lights Go Out
Do you ponder about me? When the lights go out It’s cold in your house And you turn your space heater on Sitting still in a spacious room With silent photos that refuse to speak Remember when my mere presence Made your eager knees grow weak? We are the closest thing from far But our…
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Dad’s Compass
Dad’s Compass You taught me how to get back up! How to dust off the dirt And keep on walking How to taste better tears But keep on talking You taught me how to survive How to address the hurt inside And stay alive How to move in a room of sharks And thrive You…
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Rescue Me
Rescue Me In the highest room of a castle, Far far away, Hidden in a dense forest in a land Only seen in deep sleep In the highest room of a castle, Is Rapunzel a heartthrob With locks past her knees It hangs like thick, twisted, old vines That wrap around furniture Before…
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