Category: Rise

• August 18, 2022

  Standing At The Cusp

  We’re just now seeing the ball of glowing fire Rising over the mountain top The red light is bright but nothing like fluorescence It stings the eyes, it lights up the world, It electrifies the soul, it burns out of control The shinning rays touching cold skin gives the weary A renewed reason to hope…
• August 11, 2022

  Wind Walker

  The world stands ready and willing to judge those who never knew better. Waiting on their downfall, neglecting the possibility of their rise. Hoping for disappointment viewed through their judgement eyes. But they have no heaven or hell to put the condemned in. So don’t worry about the changing faces and conversations of men. You…
• March 24, 2022

  Molded Bread

  Gloom is a shadow that thankful souls don’t need. Cast it aside like bad food. Don’t consume the sadness created by the few. Who seek ignorance and ignore the truth. Stand up against the rising feeling of anxiety. Do not eat of it’s fruit. It grows in the world like mold taking to old bread.…
• October 14, 2021

  Whistle

  Whistle Can you hear it? The loud cry of a high pitched whistle It hovers over growing grass It sits still for a second then rises above Like floating dreams Easing by in the dipping tides of love We listen for the sound Until Next Time, Esha <3
• April 17, 2021

  Tiny bits: Hope In Retrospect

  Promise of hope lives in the belly.
• March 3, 2021

  VIBE

  Vibe My love is on the rise… We riding with the easy breeze. We living on the wild side.                      We moving like shadows on a stone-cold groove. Enjoying the vibes bestowed by a celebratory mood.   Love always, Esha <3
• January 14, 2021

  Trigger Warning: Ills of Man

    Ills Of Man I can’t be angry at you anymore Tying myself and my heart in knots Tripping over my own legs following after you Has left me feeling discombobulated   We are separated by mindset I could put your progress in an Easy-bake oven 10 years of baking And you still ain’t rise…
• August 3, 2020

  Pursuit of Love

  Pursuit of Love people rise and fall like logs flowing on the water we drift from to and fro with no place we feel accepted in looking for the ever elusive love i followed after you longing for you to make the dreams of my young, naive heart come true Love Always, Esha 🌺