Tag: door
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The Joy Of Freedom
The Joy Of Freedom The world doesn’t understand poets… Because we bare our soul. We say and write the pain That no one wants the public to know. But that’s the thing about self-expression It’s an opening and closing door that leads to FREEDOM Love always, Esha <3
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Cookout
Cookout Lip smacking and R&B music wailing Can be heard across the street Jovial voices saturated in’ emboldened jubilee Teeth locking onto the tender flesh of barbecued beef Plaid patterned, picnic tables are side by side Topped with full pans of decadent soul food Baked macaroni, roasted chicken, grilled polishes, Hamburgers, potato salad and…
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Open Letter to My Brother
Open Letter to My Brother Where are you? When are you coming back? How could you not call? Why would you just leave like that? I just want to know So when my children See you’re missing… They’ll know why your gone We were never close Always distance like ankles and…
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