the muse

the muse

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Author's Note: hi, it's es'ynce, but call me es; we're family here. I don't have much to say but please enjoy the poems, they're my babies and I cherish every one of them. each poem I write and show to the world is something I've took my time to create. some took days, some were forgot about, some were written in minutes. what I'm trying to say is, please take care of these. from each line, each word, to how the format is carefully placed, it's a particular reason and made the right way. if you can relate to these poems in any way or feel the emotions behind them, then I did it correctly. I'm forever grateful for each soul that has taken their time out to read my artwork. i love you, enjoy :)
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Abroad

The purpose of this poetry book is one of defiance. Not to others, or anything in particular. It is against the war we wage internally, against ourselves every day. There is no bigger challenge in life than facing your thoughts, your true emotions, your feelings when you lie alone at night by yourself, cornered. We tend to postpone them, shelf them, as we grow accustomed to our daily activities, never giving ourselves a chance to evaluate ourselves. Who are we? what do we lack? what do we need? In this book, I took it upon myself to air out all of my grievances, my intimate thoughts, my happiness, my disappointments, my sadness all out in the open, for all to see. I wanted to face it all. To stare my mortality dead in the eyes, and let the lingering stare sit, I wanted to simmer the feeling of weakness, of every single type of emotion, completely digest it, and let it manifest genuinely, reading it, again and again, perfecting it, again and again, until the feeling of pain subsides. I there is anything that I want you to take from this book, is time. Yes, just a word, time. It goes by, so have not regrets, and never leave something from saying. If you are looking for a sign to remind you, to tell you parents, brothers, sisters, daughters, grandparents, wives, friends you love them? This is it...

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