Gather my little pieces in your open palms. Hold me tighter, melt away the struggles of my day with your love and kindness. Lay tender glances into eyes willingly to hope once more. Add careful words to a steady shoulder willing to carry the hope of dreams unbound. Love always, Esha ❤
End Of My Rope
Photo by Engin Akyurt on Pexels.com I've sought out a piece of peace in strange places. Back alleys, smoke, empty bottles and worn out faces. With age I have prayed for relief. Eased burden and freedom from trauma that hangs on my shoulders like weights attached to chains. I listen to them bang and clang … Continue reading End Of My Rope
Being Called A Loser
Photo by Krizjohn Rosales on Pexels.com I look for the bright side. I think we all do! We search for the road to understanding knowing that the words necessary may elude us at times. But we try and try and try again. Knowing that each failure brings us closer to winning. The world may see … Continue reading Being Called A Loser
He Keeps Going
Photo by Craig Adderley on Pexels.com This poem is dedicated to my father. He Keeps Going He trucks through muddy terrain In worn out and creased black boots Working hard to earn green loot To put hot food on the table For fresh smiles on glowing faces … Continue reading He Keeps Going
What’s Up With You?
What's Up With You? I would of gave it all And then some YOU lose And win some But never us I believed in a future I couldn't trust My heart ached And my mind became restless Give me a kiss, I can rely on A shoulder, I can cry on Love … Continue reading What’s Up With You?
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