Ishaism – November

Let the trees rest now and let down their leaves - these brown burdens are not meant for them to keep - but to be carried far away with the wintry breeze, before they wake and stretch their branches in Spring, so hush now, and let them sleep; hush now.... and let them sleep... ©…

More than words…

How can some moments be defined; how flying birds be pushed to cage; how breathing dreams in song confined, when mortal fetters they have ravaged? Of sunken ships I no more sing, I only sing of birth - waves of sorrow, low tides bring - let me make friends with mirth! Novelty, jubilant and infallible,…

Void

Where have you gone, leaving empty tomorrows, like a breeze in the meadows, a transient shadow? Where have you gone, leaving me so forlorn, no lap to rest my head upon, no one to call my own? Where have you gone in the vast void, a life untimely destroyed, a home's lost pride? Now people…

Fireworks

Hush, look up! What d'you see? higher than the trees, brighter than these earthen lamps and more glorious than the rainbow that boasts only of its seven colours? A million tiny, twinkling stars, bursting into magic, for tonight, the universe itself celebrates you in fireworks! Let your heart be merry this festive night, child, let…

On the voyage of life…

[Dear reader, I’m sharing another page from my diary, penned many years ago, in an attempt to heal from the death of a loved one, by thinking of and trying to validate in (dramatic) prose, the purpose of existence and the joy of living, and invalidate the stressful, unfounded thoughts (that once gravely afflicted me)…