Part 2: Smoking Words

Photo by Rafael Guajardo on Pexels.com I drag on the words that you utter like a chain smoker pulling on a lit cigarette. Blowing circles in midair that send loose lips spiraling into a distant sea. Your vowels are ashed on the cusp of me. But I take the burns and watch the gray matter … Continue reading Part 2: Smoking Words

Hard To Break

Photo by Lopsan on Pexels.com Thousands of miles separate distant hearts A space that missed and longed for you Is within arm's reach but still so far away Arguments, tense conversations, childhood trauma and broken dreams Left us hurt but speechless How can a soul piece together pressure and stress that it can't comprehend? Years … Continue reading Hard To Break

Grey Hills

Photo by Mikhail Nilov on Pexels.com We look for the light Praying for the shine of an incandescent glow That flickers in the darkness of eternal night Then here comes the smoke... Like grey hills rolling over brick laced chimney tops It creates smog and gives off warmth Burning red logs on an orange inferno … Continue reading Grey Hills

Hard Air

Lately, I've been playing with cinquain poems. I hope you enjoy. Photo by Chris LeBoutillier on Pexels.com Hard Air smoke clouds form over hard living unable to breath easy air. Always Love, Esha ❤

Addiction

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