Hope is free. There is no end to it. It's nearly impossible to remember it's beginning. And it keeps on going once all reason to believe is gone. That's why God provided mankind with an infinite supply. It's one of the few resources that can last for a lifetime. Love always, Esha ❤
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com You are valuable Every hair on your head counted All your triumphs and failures dearly noted The black charcoal will soon turn into a diamond When pressure is applied And the shine of it will reflect off of dim places Creating a light where none existed You are the bright … Continue reading Valuable
Photo by Edward Eyer on Pexels.com It’s like rushing water touching my soul. A wet feeling comes over me then I lose control. That’s the thing about love it moves with fierce fury. Dancing on the point of a sharp blade. Poorly understood and it rarely behaves. It can be sharp like icicles hanging from … Continue reading Uncontrollable Love
Poem for Black History Month
https://youtu.be/z0o3F0Ue7Kk Thank you for listening. Love always, Esha
Long Ago Love
Photo by Marta Dzedyshko on Pexels.com Long, long ago Love live here It thrived in the hope Of fresh dreams It grew In the depths of dew drops Moving with the wind Clinging to the back of swift horses Waiting for a moment That expands beyond The reach of today Love that gave meaning To … Continue reading Long Ago Love
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