Category: relief

My Awkward Truth: Hamburgers Please

by Esha Montgomery, posted in bite, black, black soul, change, cold, color, day, die, feeling, feelings, grass, hamburger, happiness, happy, Hunger pains, lonely, love, pain, people, realities, reality, realize, relief, run, smell, social, soul, speak, Today, tomorrow, warmth, world

Photo by Jonathan Borba on Pexels.com There is one thing I love more than anything. Nothing can compare. All day at any time I think of it. It is a constant feeling of relief to a troubled soul. In a world where being Black is difficult. People judge me before I speak. They walk in … Continue reading My Awkward Truth: Hamburgers Please

Passing On To Glory

by Esha Montgomery, posted in better, breeze, change, Daddy, eye, eyes, face, father, Father's Day, friends, glory, God, grow, hard, hits, hurt, kindness, moment, relief, tongue, trust, Uncategorized, week, wind

Photo by Szabu00f3 Viktor on Pexels.com Passing On To Glory All I hear is condolences Rolling off grief stricken tongues They hit me Like hard pebbles meant for skipping They tell the tale of a daughter Who lost her father last week Kind faces filled with sympathy towards me Are hurtful and bring no relief … Continue reading Passing On To Glory

Addiction

by Esha Montgomery, posted in creative writing, down, dreams, Esha Montgomery, freestyle poetry, man, Mirror, poetry, relief, Smoke

Addiction He flirts with death He a stone cold, hope killer The pain gets no realer He smoke the dope   I'm not pointing no fingers But scorn follows the drug dealer He trades in disaster When people are going down He helps them get there faster   But the user just wants to feel … Continue reading Addiction

Practice

by Esha Montgomery, posted in air, best, creative writing, Esha Montgomery, Eshadapoet, freestyle poetry, glass, moment, poem, poetry, relief, second, short poem

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Practice A sandless hour glass Keeps track of the dial for me Trapped air sits ad nauseam With no way to pass the time and zero relief Moments are walled in with granular precision Shrinking seconds, caving-in, Inching closer to an aging vision But seeing its value nonetheless As you … Continue reading Practice

Eye Drops

by Esha Montgomery, posted in creative writing, Esha Montgomery, Eshadapoet, eye, eyes, freestyle poetry, poem, poetry, relief, short poem, spirit

  Photo by Evgenia Basyrova on Pexels.com Eye Drops Water purifies the body But it can only provide moisture To the quenched palette of a lost dreamerThere is no relief for the weary of spirit Only a robust speech that elavates the mind Can flush sore eyes of borrowed expectations Love always, Esha ❤