Tag: silent
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Come to Think of It
I been reflecting, thinking, pondering About all the things that should of broke me All the tears that could of slowed me down All the nights in silent contemplation Only to realize that the struggle made me better And come to think of it… The grind made me determined The days of toil made me…
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Passing Time
After all this time… I didn’t know you still cared My eyes searched for yours But you were never there We would close the distance from time to time But it made no difference And you never called I kept your number, but the line always stalled In truth, I stopped looking for you I…
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Love is Broken Glass that Never Shattered
We don’t see eye to eye Because we don’t see each other Failing to understand subtle differences And silent words That sail like paper planes In an everlasting sky We drew on passion But cared little to stoke the flame We draw in close Only to hold the outline of a dream Slowly coming into…
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A Small Ode to Love
Love is frail Yet strong It is loud but silent Encompassing all And nothing It moves like the breeze Is noticable to the naked eye But still remains unseen It is the core And the bedrock of simple and complex things It is the beauty of the sun going down at evening I love the…
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Pictures
I love you still. Silent words lie in-between us. Day dreams that faded into the background. Pictures never developed lie in camera rolls on dusty countertops in an abandoned house. Where we once held hands and made plans that never came into fruition. But my heart longs for you still. Love always, Esha <3
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In Stride
Can you be comfortable in the silence? Letting subtle pauses reverberate into quiet hopes that shake the tapestry of your ever thoughtful mind. Let the highs and lows of the day settle into peaceful understanding. You exist here for a reason. Take the thought of being, loving and dreaming in stride. Love, Esha
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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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