Ishaisms, Reflections


I’ve sought long to seek answers to this desperate thirst, this aching pull towards companionship, towards other souls; the need to draw and be drawn to another human – brought out by the innate understanding that one’s burdens weren’t meant to be borne by oneself alone; that the cloak of loneliness was to be shed,… Continue reading OF LOVE AND WAR

Ishaisms, Poetry

Market Square

Is that the cost of inspiration, then? You steal from the artist an idea, a thought, a penny, in the market square and say it's borrowed? Is that the price you pay for a good deed not unpunished; the law of Karma nullified; not returned by another fair and square - stolen, to be returned… Continue reading Market Square

Ishaisms, Poetry

Second Thought

You work up an appetite, cook yourself something special, liked;the aroma tantalises your senses and you take a bite. You relish it,until...suddenly nothing about the day seems all that special.You smile and laugh at the office party;talk and drink, and dance, and make merry.You're lost in celebration,until...suddenly you're there, but not really.You walk back home… Continue reading Second Thought