Tag: experience
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Chains and Change
It’s freedom wrapped in chains To exist without making a wrong turn To feel the fire but escape the burn To experience difficult lessons Grown from them and learn Love always, Esha
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Reward
Don’t be scared to take risks In risk is reward Bounties given to those willing to capture new opportunities And take chances in seasons where most people fear the unknown We must be willing to walk outside of the comfort zone And have experiences that build a life That we are proud to call our…
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Because of Love
If I love you Then I love you There are no if, an’s or maybes You are forever my baby Your love cannot cage me But if I allow it to… It can change me I’m into you The way you move The things you do Taking in every moment we spend Like a dream…
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Mundane
Is it enough? The day to day bore of the mundane To take a chance Experience romance To run in the rain To give something your all Even if it falls on deaf ears If a tree falls in the forest does anyone hear? Love always, Esha <3
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Honest Thoughts on Compassion
As of late, I have been absent from this blog. I felt the need to give myself time to mourn. I learned that it is a long and tedious process that can’t be rushed or ignored. For a year and a half, I fought my emotions, worked out, laughed, cried and tried to make sense…
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Human Experience
Every smile that twinkles in the brilliance of day. Eyes with sparkling wonder speak to a happiness that we dare not define. Lost in awesome conversation and a beautiful mind. We are thankful for each other. We value every minute of missed time. Days go on as if they were miles when we hang out.…
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Hard To Break
Thousands of miles separate distant hearts A space that missed and longed for you Is within arm’s reach but still so far away Arguments, tense conversations, childhood trauma and broken dreams Left us hurt but speechless How can a soul piece together pressure and stress that it can’t comprehend? Years of words that went unspoken,…
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In the Sun
Don’t divulge the truth unless your ready to hear it’s echo across state lines. The sand it once burrowed in is no more. You are exposed to the reality of it being weaponized but oddly enough you are freed by the experience. Even happy to live without the bondage. So no matter the cost, living…
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