Tag: day
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Fight for Your Dreams
Dance in the rain Remain steadfast in the midst of the storm Every challenge will only test your faith Always hoping for a brighter day Moments that created answers in a matter of days Standing in promise and prosperity no matter what people say Love always, Esha <3
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Go Down
Day after day Night after night With an unrelenting Yet painful truth I took my medicine I tasted the bitter herbs My stomach twisted in knots I reached for water, drunk it, yet found no relief This is my soil to til, This is my truth to bury This is my hill to climb This…
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Late
The evening Says, Goodnight It welcomes me With a cool breeze Where shadows Bounce off the bank Of easy going trees It speaks in riddles But is majestic Like noonday Some people love the night Nocturnal souls come out to play The owl hoots The bat screeches The tired snore When all is done The…
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Running Mind
The bell rings The curtain closes The owl hoots The alarm chimes The time has come My day is done But there is no stop To a running mind Love always, Esha <3
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Throwback: Better Days Ahead
I wrote this poem 6 years ago. But I feel like it speaks to my mindset now. I hope you like it. Love, light and laughter come hither Winter has passed begrudging Paving the path for the wonders of life To spring into action Bliss rains, sunny skies and warm feelings Are underway now Letting…
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Long Overdue
I’m sorry is just a phrase until you put the words into action. Oftentimes, I have looked for changed behavior in others but neglected it’s utility in myself. I found it easier to point my finger at those that hurt me and see myself as the injured party. But when it came to addressing my…
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Wisdom
My Father wasn’t a warrior in a typical sense. But he was a fighter to me. When a good man takes a stand even if it’s just for a second the world stands still. The tide shifts, the bedrock shakes and a new day full of blue skies and opportunity begins. When more people feel…
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I Think About US
How do you get back to love? When time has crept in Does it break? Does it bend? To be certain, I do not know… But my fragile heart prays that it starts over again Because I wander to thoughts of you often Like a violin that plays During the pulse of the day when…
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One Moment
I would dance past the break of day to share one moment with you again. Because every second we spend together hangs onto my heart like a loose string on a thick, sweater. To hold onto your hands and stare into your dark, beautiful eyes is ecstasy. We make misty dreams come into fruition. Love…
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