Wednesday, January 24, 2024

Sounds Like Poetry

What is poetry to me? 

It is love 

And everything in-between 

Whether it is two heart forever intertwined 

Or a neck colliding with a bee sting 

It equates to so much 

But at the same time it feels like nothing

It unravels me like a rope 

With dangling cords 

It's flies high like eagles 

It midday soars 

It lives in a kiss 

Till breath falls short 

And it breaths no more 

No matter the cause 

It exists to be adored

Poetry is something worth fighting for 

Because it is and has always been my love

Love always, Esha

Wednesday, January 17, 2024

Always

We don't need to look for love 

Running in circles for a connection that's already there 

Chasing down relationship 

When Jesus always cared 

Looking to experience temporary feelings 

When you need something to last an eternity 

Cheeks previously stained by tears 

Seek soft kisses that rarely stay 

Tender for a moment 

Only to go away 

We all need a love that will last forever 

And always 


Till Next Time, Esha 


 

Outside

Image by 1778011 from Pixabay


Outside

 don't want to be outside in the winter time 

The roof is solid 

The heated water is on 

The walls know many secrets 

But tell no tales 

The frost is ice cold

The chill is beautiful 

As it changes the warm air to fog 

Still I stoke the fire by throwing logs 


By Esha 

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