Showing posts with label little. Show all posts
Showing posts with label little. Show all posts

Monday, October 17, 2022

Lust for Money

Happiness doesn't start with money. Silver and gold doesn't satisfy the soul. Covered in gift wrap and tied with a little bow. Yet and still it fails to cover and heal the lack that people never show. Cash works for simple things like gas, rent and purchasing a wedding ring. But it can never buy love. It provides all the shiny objects we can think of... Let the light bounce off surfaces and twinkle in dim eyes. But it never penetrates the darkness inside. It's just the luster of money. 


Love always, Esha  <3

Monday, April 18, 2022

Changing Nature

Chip away at the block. Little by little. Day by day. It will take form. Becoming something different. Something new. Something that a transforming soul once knew. Before it was altered. Before faith and hope grew. And that is the nature of change.


Love always, Esha. <3

Thursday, March 3, 2022


Photo by Alexandr Podvalny 


Is it too late to say, I miss you?  Could you stay for a little while? Are we too far gone to say, I dream of your wide smile? Is it beyond the point of no return? Does your heart call for mine? Does your head burn? If we could start over again, just be friends. Oh the lessons…we would have learned. 


– Esha

Monday, December 27, 2021

Unpopular Reality

Give me the truth 
One thing I learned about lying 
Is the upkeep cost is too high 
Because you have to lie again to maintain a lie 

So tell me the truth 
Even if it curls your upper lip 
And brings salty disappointment to trusting eyes 
I can't live in the dark 

Unaware of the light 
Always wondering why the story didn't make sense 
Sensing the inconsistencies in my mind 
Knowing that I'm being deceived 
 
By a fallacy that is wasting my precious time 
So tell me the truth 
I triple dog dare you to be honest 
Be the opposite of mainstream news 

And tell me the unpopular reality 
Give me the meat with the bones 
Leave no stone unturned in it's deliverance 
Either way it goes down like bitter medicine 

The hardest part is admitting to it's sour taste
Accepting it comes with time 
But even if it desolates 
The life I believed to be fine 

I would like to hear it, 
All the same  
Because you can't have the sunshine 
Without a little rain 

 Love always, Esha

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