This is an inspirational blog that utilizes the medium of poetry and creative writing to tell stories.
Pull on loose heart strings
With a sigh of your voice
Through the tilt of your head
Via a weepy look in your clear eyes
Only you...
Can make hard shoulders slump forward
While rigid arms give way for a much needed hug
And that’s why I love you
Love always, Esha
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Take me to your island
Where I can bask in the sweet sun
Swing in the night breeze
And frolic until my work is done
Just breath easy
No expectation for the anticipation
Of conversation
In truth, I want to rest
Experience joy, peace and happiness
No hurt in my voice
No ache in my chest
An end to the shakiness of breath
Where is the curve in the rainbow
Does it wait for me?
In the midst of this craziness
Can a misunderstood soul
Discover the bedrock of tranquility?
Sleep anxious body
Lay down your nervous flesh
You’ve held on long enough
Too tired to be emotional
Too emotional to be tough
So take me to your island
Where I can bask in the sweet sun
Swing in the night breeze
And frolic until my work is done
Twist and turn on a path outlined by cleared foliage
It leads through the bush
To a shoreline that sore soles need
Play in the warm sand
Drip excited toes in refreshing water
Afterward laugh and smile
Forget my troubles for a little while
This is my day to be free
Live with comfort
Wind down with ease
The ebb and flow of palm trees is a sight to behold
They gave pause to a worried mind
And silence to a complex feeling
Their leaves shift from side to side
Yet the bark stands tall
Love always, Esha
Ball up your fist and punch. You anticipated the arrival of this moment all your life. To fight for what you believe in. To stand on the battlefield of dreams. To shed sweat, blood and tears on the ground that will determine the outcome of future generations that have yet to set eyes on the world as we know it. So give it all you got. The struggle is spiritual but the aftermath is impossible to quantify.
Love always, Esha
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Time to reflect is a wonderful phenomenon. There is no perfect person. No absolute moments of triumph. In battle, the conqueror defeats the conquered but no matter the gains of the victor both sides suffer the loss of causalities. But abundant happiness lives in the wilderness for the lovers of peace.
The terrain of barren land is the desolate stretch that blessed and bitter people walk alone. We live with the prospect of anticipation while dragging our tired soul through moments of shock and disbelief. But the heart is ever wandering when there is a vacancy of love and trust. How do you turn a corner when civil conversation ends? Will you show the same grace and mercy to an enemy that you give to a friend?
Let your pearly whites shine in the brilliance of day. You are the strong tides breaking over sharp rocks. Hope is a thing with feathers and it takes flight every time you give optimism a chance. Even if you believe that it may be returned. Because faith is the belief in the unseen. And when all is said and done it feels better to know that the unblemished Lamb slain for our sins is in charge of everything.
Love always, Esha
Don’t be mad at poor responses to honest sentiments. Some people can’t handle the truth because they spent their whole life living a lie.
Love always, Esha
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The road is long
The battle is arduous
But despite the journey that lies ahead of us
We all need a real friend
Someone that cares
Wipes away tears
And covers our fears with laughter
We all need someone worthwhile to talk too
And for me
That person is
And has always been you
Love always, Esha
