Tag: day
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Waiting
Waiting Restless hearts want to know… How far does your love go? Does it swing to the bedrock of a damp soul? Or does it soar like an eagle in mid-flight? Does it vanish during the day? Then exhume at night? Is it the peak of hope? Or the plains in-between? Could it be the…
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Questions: Sausages & Vaccines
Sausages & Vaccines Only a few daring souls want to know how the sausage gets made…We feel comfortable with ignorance. It cost something to be brave. To live a life with knowledge of the process. To feel the gravity of what it means to look for answers unafraid. Even if it means you won’t eat…
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Protagonist
Protagonist You are dazzling stories yet to be told. A protagonist dead set on achieving your goals. Who will the antagonist be? A crime syndicate or political coverups and treachery. You are the crusader eagerly working to create a life more abundant than yesterday. You are the last standing force between good and evil working…
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Short Thought: Fading Into Night
Fading Into Night He watches the glimmers of daylight fade As we descend into the ample bosom of night Till next time, Esha <3
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Goal Attainment
Goal Attainment Just give it a second Wait for the perfect moment to strike Even if it takes all day Even if you have to endure the stillness of night Stay vigilant until the conditions are right You only lose focus When your goals are out of sight Love always, Esha <3
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Test Time
Test Time The hour has arrived… If this is a test? I probably already failed My palms perspire As butterflies glide in uneasy surroundings Answers evade me I think about the questions But the A, B, C, and D selections Leave me in tatters… So I erase… Till my smudges appear In grey and black…
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Burning Toast
Burning Toast Can you smell the burning toast in the thick air? It sets fire to relaxed nostrils The fog drifts from the toaster like a daydream on fire It spreads through the vast house like a monsoon It goes above and beyond but still reaches higher Lift the lever, unplug the toaster and throw…
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I’m Sorry Kind Of…
I’m Sorry Kind Of… I’m sorry Sometimes, I can’t find the right words to say Tripping and falling over vowels As though peanut butter clung to the roof of my mouth Failing to describe the intricacies of my day I wrestle with utter confusion Until the night fades away But even in the midst of…
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Thinking: The Reality Inside
The Reality Inside coax me from my shell i need a reason to go outside a day not too far from now the purple berries will be covered in frost again the pine cones will hang frozen from the trees there will be no pugnacious buzz of agitated bees but i will remain inside a…
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