Ishaisms, March

Ishaism – March

Your divine presence makes a devotee of me, deifying you in deluging hymns, and percolating prayer beads of praises! © Isha Garg ( I dedicate this to my dear friend, Diana, since the phrase that served as inspiration for this Ishaism was born during our conversation! )

Ishaisms, Poetry


In the middle of nowhere, inside a deep well would I be found? - who could tell? Should I cry for relief, grapple with the waters, or resign from this life - does it even matter? My body was ready to drown, yet my spirit did grope, The mossy brick mound for the solitary hanging… Continue reading SAVIOUR