Category: Today

• April 28, 2024

  Changing Weather

  Tomorrow’s dreams are not promised today We will sit on the edge of playful tales To clasp onto the desires of fate We will weave baskets with the love we played We dig deep searching for hidden water Let the wells swell with the life we have found Hoping the hours will not falter Contaminated…
• April 19, 2024

  Tomorrow

  The newness of tomorrow beckons today Let the light in Support the birth of glistening rays They twinkle and dance In the midst of fog They cut through the midst Bring plant life and mankind bliss We think of the warmth they bring and reminisce The diverse colors unite to serve the purpose Of bringing…
• February 12, 2023

  Long Ago Love

  Long, long ago Love live here It thrived in the hope Of fresh dreams It grew In the depths of dew drops Moving with the wind Clinging to the back of swift horses Waiting for a moment That expands beyond The reach of today Love that gave meaning To the breath of a new day…
• November 15, 2022

  My Awkward Truth: Hamburgers Please

  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 the grass to avoid sharing a…
• August 31, 2021

  Goal Attainment

  Goal Attainment Just give it a second Wait for the perfect moment to strike Even if it takes all day Even if you have to endure the stillness of night Stay vigilant until the conditions are right You only lose focus When your goals are out of sight Love always, Esha <3    
• April 7, 2021

  Stealing Time

  Stealing Time The pungent smell of burning candle wax brought us here. We were once caught up with the distractions of bustling city life. But at long last our intentions have aligned. Today we steal the night… Love always, Esha <3
• January 24, 2021

  Thoughts: Lit Cigarette

  Lit Cigarette I don’t know why a work shift drags like a lit cigarette puffed on by a chain smoker with decaying teeth. But today was the longest, most grueling 8 hours of a rather mundane life… Maybe it’s because I left my cash at home and labored through the duration of it hungry and…
• August 12, 2020

  Use of a Tool

  Use of a Tool in the fall, the maroon, crimson, rust colored, dried leaves descend on barren ground from elm trees in metamorphosis we grab the rake we don’t ask, if it would like to be used? or how it feels today?  we utilize the tool and the object of our desire… has no say…
• July 16, 2020

  Just a Thought: A Bouquet

  A Bouquet a delivery of fuchsia, baby blue, tuscan and teal tinted roses enveloped the glass vase of transparency as the smell blankets the room… intoxicated nostrils rarely intrigued by the delights of love taking flight… in the afternoon   lounge in the spectacular array of questions…  who sent you those flowers? were you expecting…