Tag: power
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Unnecessary Problem$
Unnecessary Problem$ Power doesn’t buy happiness, peace of mind, love or friends but it attracts company you don’t ask for and problems you don’t need Everything done for the love of money is seduced by the persuasiveness of greed Love always, Esha <3
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Thunder
Thunder He runs with the deadly, sublime thunder Burning through misty fixed air with predestined might Loving the look And the howling sound of rolling light He curtails his body to its quick movement Blending into the explosive glow against the expansive night Never knowing where he will end up But always ready…
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Consumed
Consumed Sorrow turns into poison if its not addressed That’s the power of unhappiness Sorrow turns into power if its yielded right That’s the power of a determined mind Love always, Esha <3
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Guitar Player
Guitar Player Pluck at freshly strung guitar strings Glide steady fingers across vibrating cords Play a funky tune for the disillusioned and bored Make the sad leap and shout for joy Your tunes create happiness That bad energy can’t destroy You gather the lost with your sound Jaws cease to chew And cackling hens…
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Thoughts: What Is Grace?
What Is Grace? It’s the power to walk away from a bad situation with your head held high. The courage to take the high road even when it adds on additional travel time. Or maybe, it’s the way you make people feel when you leave. The twinkle in your eye as you turn your…
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Love = Power
Love = Power One kiss rose like freedom Under the midday sun We profit From the warm embrace It give us power Love grants us grace Thank you for reading, Esha <3
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Try Again
Try Again I struggle with the goal in front of me And fumble the ball Left feeling worthless With no self esteem to speak of But I stand tall When the road gets rigid, rocky and unbearable I draw strength and fortitude from my ancestors Who walked the path before me I wonder…
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Survival of Essence
Survival of Essence i see through to your soul reaching over ruined, decayed rhetoric and broken concrete roads to a paradise long departed but a frankness that the downtrodden proletariat know battered pants tattered and full of holes like the 80’s yellowed teeth with thick plaque covering the surface of eroding enamel trailed…
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