Tag: late
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Late
The evening Says, Goodnight It welcomes me With a cool breeze Where shadows Bounce off the bank Of easy going trees It speaks in riddles But is majestic Like noonday Some people love the night Nocturnal souls come out to play The owl hoots The bat screeches The tired snore When all is done The…
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Wait For You
We started over after 12 years Of complicated feelings, arguing and silence I searched for you like treasure At the bottom of the ocean One minute we were sailing Then we were coasting Then nothing at all We stall then fall Only to end up back in the same place The moments with you, I…
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Bold Heart
Image by efes from Pixabay The feeling dissipates But I still remember the warmth I still crave the moment Looking for the next opportunity To be gathered up in caring arms To be told that I will be kept Safe from harm To be well thought of And loved in return My heart awaits the chance of exchanging the…
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Working
This has been my life as of late… Enjoy Work till your knees bend under the pressure Sweat till your muscles feel the burn Add the hustle to your tussle Mix in that grind time With the crack of a smile half used The hard days will pay off in a little awhile Until then……
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Looking For Reasons
The reasons we trust are varied and few in-betweenOvercoming feelings of isolation and heart breakFor a tomorrow that shines brighter than yesterdayYou are blue sky to me The moving white clouds of hopeful ecstasy You are the warm falling rain on worn rooftops Thoughts of you bleed into my dreams Like a hand cut by…
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Lesson Learned
Is it too late to say, I miss you? Could you stay for a little while? Are we too far gone to say, I dream of your wide smile? Is it beyond the point of no return? Does your heart call for mine? Does your head burn? If we could start over again, just be…
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Blue Screens
Digital excitement Turned into relationship slumber Don’t sleep on me Even when the electric stops following Love, God and work ethic is all you need But 2K beckoned louder Pay attention like it’s a 9-5 Though the things that give you pleasure Won’t keep you alive But never came to see about me Didn’t give…
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Resentment
Resentment We talk to each other With words bound to stir resentment Two became one Then disconnected for freedom’s sake Is it too late to start over? Or is this fate? In silence, we (restless souls) wait. Love always, Esha <3
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