Author: Esha Montgomery

• February 6, 2026

  Traps

  There is no life worth living without risk What is freedom… I question this? To sit down and reminisce How to achieve goals, take narrow roads and find a way to do more than exist? To desire a life that goes beyond checking off lists We endeavor to take chances Love always, Esha
• January 28, 2026

  The Truth of It 

  This soil bares secrets  The truth of a land built by black hands  Hope grew in the midst of desperation   Prayers stood when feelings turned silent  The world ignored your plight  The system denied it  Let faith light your fire  Your future is brighter than the sun  The breeze that is strong and free Will…
• January 9, 2026

  At Long Last

  To finally walk in the light of a new dawn. To move to the beat of a new song that ushers my heart to sway. The sound of doves speak to the birth of awakened hope. We will never forget the road that took us here. The journey has made us strong. Our time to…
• January 2, 2026

  Poetry Time: Paper Mache

  A reading of Paper Mache from the book, Past Chains by Esha Montgomery. #poetry #author #reading
• January 1, 2026

  Something New

  Dust off the feel of yesterday The emotions that were short lived And failed to stay Let in a fresh breeze Watching the dawning of a new day Let the old troubles of last year fade away Love always, Ayesha
• December 30, 2025

  But Now

  I wanna call your number But I won’t I wanna text your line But I won’t Would love to spend some time But there’s no use Because we’ve grown apart Like the ground and the sky We don’t mix Like oil and water We were a dream But you stayed awake There was a time…
• December 29, 2025

  Late Night Poetry: A Dream

  To wrap you in my arms And speak to you with muddled words Grasping onto empty promises of forever But add up to maybes and nevers Despite our moments together You are an anomaly But when we pull each others strings Our odds and ends make a symphony And that’s why I love to have…
• December 28, 2025

  A Very Short Thought: Dinner

  Dinner “If tears were my dinner I would have a feast” – Ayesha Like, follow and subscribe. Happy holidays! Till next time, Esha
• December 16, 2025

  Staying On Track

  Opportunities to grow beyond the toil of yesterday Are ever present The pitfalls and sly people That ate away at the hope of a precocious mind Are ever present But the desire to preserve remains Only the conductor can stop a freight train Going 120 miles per hour On lookers may try to slow it…