Tag: always
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Unknown Sea
The delicate truth evades me Does it always have to be so rough? So cold? I feel it in my porous flesh Akin to the ache in my bones It runs from me like a stranger Yet it hits close to home But I look for it Like a child searching for waldo It’s a…
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A Friend
The road is long The battle is arduous But despite the journey that lies ahead of us We all need a real friend Someone that cares Wipes away tears And covers our fears with laughter We all need someone worthwhile to talk too And for me That person is And has always been you Love…
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Treasured Yesterday
Life is an expression of love. Smiles, giggles and lavish dreams create the bedrock that hopeful souls long for. But do we get swept up in the distractions of modern living and forget about the precious moments? Always remember that tomorrow is made-up of all the things that we treasured yesterday. Love always, Esha <3
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Trust You
You did it again. Managing to make me smile through the shadow of night. Talking of unconditional love and moonlight walks. Holding my hand when the steps seem uncertain. Speaking words of encouragement to me when my day is long. And hanging out when all is well. You know how to guard my secrets. Your…
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Your Shell
Do you like your shell? I know that it’s full of unused space Does the opaque color make you feel at ease? Unable to recognize your ever evolving face But I know your cold Tried of swapping shells Because your in need of a cozy home You glide and crawl through darkness Scared to move…
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My Flesh
this flesh, my flesh is soft, succulent and brown a hue passed down from my Grandpappy it’s moisture maintained by shea butter these are the lips that gave sweet dreams to dry eyes full and shiny like the sunrise hands that cradled water from many streams used to toil, eager to clean these are the…
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Ten Toes Down
This poem is dedicated to my Dad. Ten Toes Down I reach for my phone to dial you at home… only to realize you’re gone. I tried to forget about you. My heart wanted to move on, but I get lost playing hopscotch on the number of our memories. I’m at a thousand, but I…
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Art and MOney
Art And Money It doesn’t have to rhyme I just want it to all make sense Art don’t always make money And money made don’t always pay the rent Love always, Esha <3
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Inside
Inside There is a land Where you will be safe from the wind An oasis buried deep inside A home within a temple It stands against all odds No generator is needed here No refrigerator is required for nourishment If you look, there is food all around No matter how low you go Your spirit…
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