Category: water
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Surfs Up
Roll with the punches Tread water through the tears Bounce with the sways of laughter Smile through the brevity of complex years Easing into a steady peace That erases the power of fear Yes, in life the unknown is present here Yet time goes on And those weaken by the struggle Often grow strong with…
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Moisture Again
It is spread out in sparse patches over dry land. Growing and waning with drought. Stretching towards a bright sun. The ground cracks and breaks like broken skin touched by burning fire. Balm is needed. A salve could heal it but only rain from the sky above will do. Just like love, water heals and…
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Small Truth: My Ache
It’s a small truth, I rarely discuss. I’m turned on by love and seduced by lust. Still I get upset when sweet kisses don’t stay. When betrayal is my bitter water and lies my meal of the day. But it’s hard for me to turn you away. So I try to down play it. Because…
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Much Needed Rest
Take me to your island Where I can bask in the sweet sun Swing in the night breeze And frolic until my work is done Just breath easy No expectation for the anticipation Of conversation In truth, I want to rest Experience joy, peace and happiness No hurt in my voice No ache in my…
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Allergies
Blushing honeysuckles sway with delight. Their push and pull is dictated by cheerful weeds. The pond nearby reflects the brilliant shine of green algae and excited fish. Flies mingle on the surface of it and play freeze tag with misquotes nearby. Johnson grass soaks up the sun’s radiance. They stand tall like wheat in a…
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Fishy Love
You can’t force love It must come naturally Like fish swimming downstream Moving in and out of time Jumping and splashing In the beauty of tomorrow Coming near the edge of time Wallowing in shallow water Till its time to gather in the pond Creating spawn And easing through The happiness of familial bliss Love…
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The Gift of Prayer
My auntie died two weeks ago and it hit me hard. It feels like every time I come up for air, my naive lungs take in water. But nevertheless, I have come to the reality that time is not guaranteed. It is only granted to blessed souls for a limited amount of time. And when…
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Promise
You are the promise of tomorrow that grew into an adult. A seedling sprinkled with water and sunshine that sprouted and grew fruit. The mere presence of your existence multiplied dreams. From your soul flowed the hopes of a nation and fish leaping from a swelling stream. Love always, Esha <3
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Vase
Scorn is serious. Once a heart is broken, it’s the equivalent of gluing a porcelain vase back together. It can no longer hold water and you can always see the cracks. That’s the nature of romance derailed. It isn’t easy but if you’re still in love it’s worth fighting for sometimes. Love Esha <3
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