Tag: Rise
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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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Soap Box Rant: What’s Going On… With The Economy?
The U.S. economy faces significant challenges as companies prioritize AI over human workers, leading to widespread layoffs across various sectors. This shift has caused emotional distress and financial struggles for many. This piece stresses the need for resilience, faith, and the intrinsic worth of individuals beyond their jobs.
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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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A Thought: Rising Hope
If you portray love in the midst of uncertainty then hope will rise in its wake. Love always, Esha <3
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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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Our Love is Deep
I promise you are it Between the two of us is a well of never ending love That gets deeper each time we reach in Understanding that their is no end Only a beginning That comes with each day we rise With happiness in our hearts And hope in our eyes I am yours and…
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All or Nothing
I don’t know why I do this to myself Looking toward midnight with flickers of twilight in your eyes Wonder if your ever real at all Telling the truth Always ready to fall But it seems like love always calls to deaf ears I don’t know why I do this to myself To kiss you…
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A Loner Without True Love
One day, the money will turn to ash. Sand will form into glass only to break again. Wet tears will momentarily make dry skin moist. The facades will fade to nothingness. The sex appeal and enthusiasm of youth unexplored will dissipate. Smooth lips will chap. Tight skin may wither like autumn leaves preparing to change…
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