Tag: fight
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The Will to Live
At day’s end Falling sunlight has rested on my shoulder I will not give up I will go further Run Farther Fight harder The night’s blanket will cradle my tired thoughts Laughter from long awaited years will coat my anxious heart Desires not yet realized will rise from the soot Of a dream that failed…
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No Limitations
After years of falling short and crumbling like cheese cake I have finally persevered Pushing back against the falling thunder Swiming against the opposing tide Moving through a world of wonder While fighting to get to the other side Freedom tastes like honey -fresh from the comb It’s the clanging bells of freedom on the…
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Crazy
The soft sound of classical music fades into the background Tears fall from my eyes like pools of lava It burns. Will I ever learn? Where is peace? You passed on Too beloved to move on And I need some relief God, Hear me in my hour of despair And be kind to me I…
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Pass You By
To run Chase Hope Desire Fight for the dream Pulling at the seams Looking for the life That you were denied Hoping that things will change Years have passed But knowledge has increased Tears have dried Truth has sailed across the ocean like the tide Move Before the moment passes you by Love always, Esha…
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Sounds Like Love
What is poetry to me? It is love And everything in-between Whether it is two heart forever intertwined Or a neck colliding with a bee sting It equates to so much But at the same time it feels like nothing It unravels me like a rope With dangling cords It’s flies high like eagles It…
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Precious
I have seen a wounded animal fight to the death for a chance at life. I have seen birds of prey become the prey while hunting the adversary they thought was weaker. How often do we count out the people who have endured the most? The people that we believe will never recover or heal…
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Journal Post: Honest Moment & Family Issues
I’m gonna keep it real. Recently, I have endured uphill battles that have changed me for the better… I think. For the rest of this month, in addition to poems I intend on giving you more blog posts about those experiences and the efforts I made to overcome them. Last week, my family had a…
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Black History Month Short Poem
Days and nights spent wondering if things will get better You are the core of strange fruit That refuses to live without roots, You cultivated a culture from a soil you could never call home You are the epitome of blood meeting bone because you never gave up When the thunder struck, you kept going …
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