Tag: hard
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Freight Train
It comes Suddenly goes Screaming At times loud like thunder Then all at once silent Like the grave Doesn’t know etiquette Ignored the notion to behave Like a bass It bellows Like a light It radiants Some call it hard For some it is fast Like peddles on the train tracks They sit still then…
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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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Unsolved
Why does the easy things seem hard? Why do the hard things seem easy? And the things we can’t change are the most complicated piece of it all. Like a rubik’s cube with 3 solid colors while the other sides remain unsolved. It may not make sense now. But one day when the dust has…
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Small Truth: My Ache
It’s a small truth, I rarely discuss. I’m turned on by love and seduced by lust. Still I get upset when sweet kisses don’t stay. When betrayal is my bitter water and lies my meal of the day. But it’s hard for me to turn you away. So I try to down play it. Because…
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Blind
We crave the beauty of equality but ignore the needs of the blind. Equity is easy to speak of but hard to design. Love always, Esha <3
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Get Them Feet Moving
Sore feet are exquisite! They are the bedrock of hard work and dedication. So let the pinky toes swell. As soles that were once dry turn moist and clammy to keep from overheating. Get some powder for perspiration and keep on pushing. Enjoy the discomfort that comes from shoes well traveled. Your hopes will touch…
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Good Things
Good Things Sometimes, it’s hard to see the goodness in the world But it’s there… The lens may get a little foggy in the midst of rain The beauty hidden by the murkiness of a cloudy day Covered by the dim lamp shade of turbulent news But it’s there… Tucked under rocks, pushed forward by…
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Catching up
I hope you’re having an awesome day! Catching Up We talk like old school pals Catching up at a high school reunion While indulging in fruit punch that hits too hard And cupcakes that taste like the makings of Jaguar Pride You speak my language I grin you laugh kind of conversations Like an all…
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