Ishaisms, Poetry

Fireflies

On a delicately scintillating night, did the luminescent fireflies, gather behind bushes to gaze at the moon; for long had they heard of her milky white, her understated brilliance and pale light, that had caused many a scribe to swoon! Awed by the humble, resplendent satellite glowing without pride in that turquoise twilight on that… Continue reading Fireflies

Ishaisms

A certain breeze…

There's a place where I go where a certain breeze blows, where every petal and every thorn, every copse and every grove, for the lost one does mourn... for the loved one, does mourn.... There's a place where I go, where the birds sing a quaint song of immortal, evergreen folklores in music unheard before,… Continue reading A certain breeze…

Ishaisms, Poetry

All good things to those who…

You love the sunny weather, but the heat is too strong yet you can't complain - at least, the rain has stopped browning leaves have retained colour and moisture kisses the ground as you wait for your prayers to be answered chained by the fear that they won't... You fight against the barricades that restrain… Continue reading All good things to those who…