Showing posts with label past. Show all posts
Showing posts with label past. Show all posts

Thursday, November 10, 2022

It's Been Awhile: Update

Greetings, 

I know I haven't been posting as much as I normally do on this blog. But around the holidays sometimes I get a bit sad. Thinking about the things that once we're that will never be. Looking at the past that came and went so easily. Reminiscing over the desires of yesterday tends to trouble me. But I turn around anyway to catch a glimpse of my childhood and wonder how things changed so quick? Or maybe it was me? Growing and developing in ways that I could never foreseen. Most recently, I have learned to focus on the little things. They make me happy. The small triumphs in the complex web of everyday life. Once you look past the struggle and strife. There are always tidbits of gladness in the seams of melancholy moments. 


Love always, Esha  <3


Sunday, August 7, 2022

To Hear

 



Seeing the contours of your face is a pleasure to me 

You give me hope beyond tomorrow 

Pushing me to move past the trials of yesterday 

You are the sunlight cutting through the storm 

Shine on my day once again 

And make my cold heart warm 

Your love is sweet poetry to tuned out ears 

Inch closer to me with all the kind words 

My lonely heart has longed to hear 

Hold me in your gentle palms 

Bring me near




Love always, Esha 

Thursday, March 24, 2022

He Paid My Bail

Pic by Ichigo121212


I have a past, but I have a future as well. I'm moving towards the glory of heaven but I have been through hell. But God loves me and delivered me from my cell. I was held up, bound in my own personal jail. Created by sin and iniquity which left marks on my knees when I fell. But I worship the almighty because He paid my bail. 



Love always, Esha 

Saturday, February 26, 2022

Cautious

Be cautious, high voltage.

Maybe rude

Maybe kind

Snap off without notice


Then act like everything’s fine

Sincere eyes tucked behind a wise grin

Never know if you’ll see them again

They’re rare like hitting the lottery

Fickled like catching the wind


Stepping out every so often

To feel the sand in-between loose toes

To laugh at past mistakes

To blow kisses out the car window

But they disappear with the arrival of snow


When the birds return

Love blooms with the scents of spring

And their ambitions soar on feathered wings

But until then be cautious



Love always, Esha

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