Tag: Think
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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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Lost Words
I’m short on words Struggling to string a noun to an adverb But I think of your often I picture you and me But I don’t know what to say So I dream in color And I wonder all day Please like, comment, follow and share. It makes all the difference in the world to…
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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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Don’t Know You
Seeing you from a farEvery step closing the distanceFalling into your brown eyes like murky puddlesI draw closer to you like mosquitoes to light Not afraid to get burnedRunning from the darkness of nightI pull away only to find myself staring at youWhy do I think of you? Only to come around you and say…
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Bike Ride
The sun rose that Saturday morning, Blue birds chirp a song of life and passion The bees buzzing brought on anticipation As they landed on unsuspecting flowers in full bloom The colors of red, violet, turquoise and fuschia are vivid They speak to me like the grasshoppers rubbing their hind legs The lone duck in…
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Tomorrow
The newness of tomorrow beckons today Let the light in Support the birth of glistening rays They twinkle and dance In the midst of fog They cut through the midst Bring plant life and mankind bliss We think of the warmth they bring and reminisce The diverse colors unite to serve the purpose Of bringing…
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I Think About US
How do you get back to love? When time has crept in Does it break? Does it bend? To be certain, I do not know… But my fragile heart prays that it starts over again Because I wander to thoughts of you often Like a violin that plays During the pulse of the day when…
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Siren
Thoughts move A mile per minute Tangling themselves around little things, concerns and concepts That equal up to nothing in the end Electric pulses lighting up With every neuron fired Let the cerebellum run The functions I fail to think about While the cerebrum processes the memories And feelings that stir my heart beat It…
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