Tag: lies

• June 12, 2025

  Leading To You

  Poetry is the heartbeat of a lively night. I hope you enjoy this! There is a truth… That I dare not share With a soul, To admit to it makes me vulnerable Beneath the surface of indifference Behind these brown, slanted eyes At the core of my still beating heart Lies love that flows like…
• May 24, 2024

  Speaking in Riddles

  The truth lies dormant underneath concrete and hidden dreams We talk in riddles Answer in rhymes Smile contorted into broken phrases That leave little to the imagination But everything undone Love always, Ayesha
• May 21, 2024

  Sex Sells/ No Regrets

  He use to take pictures of grasshoppers, flowing streams and ladybugs He was a precious soul Taking in the breath of nature Bathing in the rain But he got caught up in the fast life Partying with beautiful models, alcohol and wild nights With no end in sight Walking, talking vanity, Never looking for something…
• January 6, 2024

  My Thoughts: Halfway Home

  If tears were a highway And if truth were a stop sign By avoiding cautious optimism Filled with sweet lies, covered in the ambiguity of love I’d be halfway home, Dancing on sunshine by now Love always, Esha
• February 5, 2023

  Just a Thought

  Silence feels good to me. Lies make my stomach hurt. Love always, Esha <3
• August 31, 2021

  Cutting Lies

  Cutting Lies Tell hungry lies To keep the truth at bay Run for cover under false tales Paint over the nasty details Move the goal post so no one comes Within 500 feet of it You change the course of conversation with precision Like a doctor performing surgery You carefully cut away the infection Love…
• March 26, 2021

  Barbershop Visit

      This is a poem from my book Perseverance of the Human Spirit. It’s available on Amazon for purchase and Kindle Unlimited.    Barbershop Visit love is on his mind he gotta look good office work or chilling in the hood prayers lie on his shoulders dreams of fulfilling prophecy sit in rest around…
• October 13, 2020

  Clever

  Clever you’re cleverright on cuegot it together stiff like a block of wood lighter than a feather open secrets hidden in dark crawl places crooked, spoiling teeth covered by veneer pavement chipped paint on doors covered by wreaths but when lies talk the truth can only slip onto icy withdrawn back streets where abandoned houses…