Tag: pain

• January 24, 2024

  Embarrassing Journal Post: Get Your Eagle On

  I been a dark skin sista all my life. Whether in a afro, locks, relaxed or tightly bound braids. I have spent my days as a black woman through and through. During my youth, I spent many days and nights feeling as though my blackness never matched up to societal norms. Growing up I wasn’t…
• December 28, 2023

  To Love

  To try and try till better days come To love in-spite of potential pain Grasping onto roses and risking the bite of thorns To reach for dreams that few can see To believe and hope with the wind in your hair Moving to uncharted places for the sake of love To set sail for a…
• December 10, 2023

  Nagging

  Beneath the surface under rock and stone Smiles and chillized faces That linger in quite eyes and polite facades Portraying empty expressions of a well polished soul There’s this nagging, irritation that rests at the bottom of my heart Of arguments and tears Fights and bruises on mahogany skin Screams from fear and anger Broken…
• December 10, 2023

  Opinion Piece: Why?

  It’s easy to accept things as they are. To adjust to the stations we have been assigned to since birth. But when I think about all the wonderful, awe-inspiring people I have come into contact with it encourages my soul. To believe that there is more to life than living in the pain and agony…
• March 28, 2023

  In retrospect: Laughter

    Some of the kindest people have been through the most excruciating circumstance. Never assume that a grinning face and a hopeful spirit is devoid of personal tragedy. Some people smile in order to move past their pain.  That’s why laughter is the best medicine.  Love always, Esha <3
• February 27, 2023

  Thoughts on Pain

  When hurt becomes a constant in life sometimes people project it at will. But hurting others never solves internal pain. It only intensifies a harsh reality. Love always, Esha
• February 15, 2023

  Creative Writing: To Be A Poet

  To be a poet is a complicated task for the human soul. It requires a desire to give words to indescribable experiences. To lean on the feelings that bring up thoughts that surpass comprehension. Expressing notions that many shun to think of. Poetry can be a lonely road that few choose to walk down for…
• February 3, 2023

  End Of My Rope

  I’ve sought out a piece of peace in strange places. Back alleys, smoke, empty bottles and worn out faces. With age I have prayed for relief. Eased burden and freedom from trauma that hangs on my shoulders like weights attached to chains. I listen to them bang and clang aimlessly as my hope is dragged…
• October 25, 2022

  Possible Love

  I can’t love you. Cuz I don’t love me. My love is therefore partial. It’s like a pond with ripples. It ain’t that deep. But I’ll bring my hand full of water to your sea. If you take me in… So maybe I can feel something more than the love I have yet to be.…