Tag: open

• March 27, 2022

  Open Sky

  Tell me the truth. So that I may taste it’s fruit with lips birthed of flesh but full of promise. Let words of living water flow from a well that never runs dry. It is limitless like the open sky.  Love, Esha
• March 2, 2022

  Love Again

  We can’t live forever Treasure our time together Sweet talk for days Kiss the blues away Allow glittering lights to shine Like dew dropping off emerald leaves In the spring time Walk on the warm, hot sand Let loose toes dig into fragmented glass It glitters like sunshine on the edge Of a new dream…
• February 18, 2022

  Growing With Change

  A turquoise view through painted glass Exists for me and you Look out the window Icy wind blows, The hooting and howling Can be heard down the block Where the sidewalk is slick And men move like serpents Whispering into open ears Begging to be closer Utilizing deception to be near Mahogany branches sway on…
• April 20, 2021

  No Longer Hidden

  No Longer Hidden silky hands talk steady to permeable marble skin quiet thoughts are exchanged in focused glances between determined lovers as passion rose in the dim candle light it twirled with the aroma of sweet incense the sound of the rain fall became our radio the tapping of the headboard will be our Morse…
• November 18, 2020

  Relationship With Food

    Relationship With Food Stop! Hold up! Pause! I want you but I don’t need you The fried chicken with the french fries And the mild sauce on the side Been calling me   I’m so hungry I started scrolling through Uber eats I am enticed by meaty bacon burgers and sweet tea But as…
• October 26, 2020

  Open Letter to My Brother

    Open Letter to My Brother   Where are you? When are you coming back? How could you not call? Why would you just leave like that?   I just want to know So when my children See you’re missing… They’ll know why your gone   We were never close Always distance like ankles and…
• September 5, 2020

  I’m Cold

  Let’s keep the late night poetry vibe going. The next piece is… I’m Cold some may say, i’m cold been staring at and analyzing a ruthless society since i was 2 days old dark brown pebbles… uprooting its blackened coal   Love always, Esha <3
• September 5, 2020

  Dry Prison

    Dry Prison you leave open questions where there should only be periods… you leave me second guessing if only i could, tell me why i should take you serious?   you improperly closing doors allowing contaminants to fester in open sores the rising fever’s got me delirious my heart can’t take anymore  but you…