Category: morning

• August 15, 2021

  Outcast

  I’ve been working through some things lately… Outcast Once again, I stand with sorrow And no dreams for tommorrow in my destitue heart It pains me like a jabbing feeling in the back of my neck. Every morning is a difficult reality of a life spent in sadness. But a twinkling light full of tender…
• May 20, 2021

  Beads Of Sweat

  Beads of Sweat Make dry palms sweat. Create a beautiful morning I won’t soon regret. Love always, Esha <3
• February 26, 2021

  Call Me Sunshine

                    I am a chocolate sunrise floating over still land A part of God’s divine plan People regard me as beautiful but fail to understand… That my existence is not equated to the abundance of man Pull out your paint brush and stroke… The deep, broad curves…
• January 1, 2021

  Thankful

  Thankful Where do we go from here? Nowhere but up Some people didn’t open their eyes this morning That’s why we are thankful To see the orange beams of a new day rise Gratefully granted another opportunity to get things right Happy for the additional time to strive Shoot, just be happy to be alive…
• December 13, 2020

  Dying Stereo

    Dying Stereo Sometimes… I wish my portable stereo Would lull me into a false sense of security Instead, the long beeping noise Alerts my ears to the chilling reality   Of a charged battery dying all too soon Please don’t die on me! I scream Don’t you remember When I charged you this afternoon?…
• November 18, 2020

  Pigeon

  Pigeon At 7 am you are the resting pigeon on a skyscraper overlooking a city decorated in false narratives reflecting sunlight off of spotless windows that hide dirt inside.   Love always, Esha <3
• November 3, 2020

  Campaign

    I got something to say… Campaign I don’t peddle great change or hope I’m not running an election campaign So I don’t need your vote But I would greatly appreciate it If you read the letters I wrote:   I don’t represent you But I pray my openness Can correlate with you Let warm…
• July 29, 2020

  Morning

  Morning awake at 5… just to see the light overwhelm the shadows of a formerly darken room to bare witness to the mocking bird’s song grasshoppers that look like leaves click their hind legs while gossiping about the day that lies ahead snails crouch and slide to their designated safe place to avoid the sun’s blistering…
• May 25, 2020

  Fishing For Catch

  I figured I would get started a little early on the Father’s Day poetry. Let my Dad and all the other proud fathers out there know they loved and appreciated. Have an awesome Memorial Day!   Fishing For Catch on quite mornings,  before dusk had a chance  to break the sky before the morning  dew…