Tag: speak
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Thoughts: Poetry Life
As a self-published poet, I have often been on the cusp of driving deeper into poetic waters. But I still have to balance that with being a creative and a writer. How can I express myself without offending people? What viewpoint best suits my aspirations? I have recently come to the realization that though I…
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Open Heart
It’s strange Yet comforting How your eyes don’t move me The way they use to They are beautiful And empty Small brown puddles Encapsulated in a bright sea You may speak with kindness But your heart doesn’t long for me It is open and ready to take a chance I think of you Subtle expressions…
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Shine On!
You are sunshine Resting on my face Pressing into my eyes Dancing on the water’s surface Ushering joy into my life Bringing light to my day Rays that creep through my blinds Echoing hope through my mind Speaking to me with birds chirping Alarm clocks ringing Church choirs singing It is a rejuvenating feeling that…
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Haiku: Your Eyes
You are bubbling Overflowing, love and hope Your eyes speak to me Love always, Ayesha
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Lack
We them people That should be broke Like concrete Don’t know how to be discreet Because we live what we speak We move against the tide Waxing and waning like the moon We are the ones that dance When we should cry Have faith when all seems lost But we bounce back Like 4 flats…
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In My Arms
Let silence fall Like ice, cold, bitter sweet hail Falling into the crevices Where words are too afraid to go I slide into the spaces in your elbows Looking at the deep wells of your passionate eyes That once made strong knees go weak You speak French to me Whenever we do speak It’s a…
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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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The Deepest
Your love is like moonlit walks at midnight Always swimming through my mind It is endless thoughts High moments and the low points in-between It is the shy twilight Intertwined with evergreen Surrounding a pond With ducks that sleep in still water Your love is quiet moments And loud feelings that cease to end It…
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The Wind
Steady, easy but moving forward The warm breeze lifts my fro The tight, brown coils, shift from left to right It shakes like jelly Then freezes in time Like a cold case Wrapped up in truth Transparent like words unspoken But it speaks with force Whenever you think it’s done blowing It just gets worse…
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