Ishaisms, Poetry, Soul

The Thought

Should I clasp Your outstretched hands from worlds above, my earthly sorrow to cease - or will You deny me another gift hence, (having thwarted your first), saying, I deserve the grief? What heat is this, my present state - all discomfort, all despair, no zest for life, no faith in fate, where ‘fair is… Continue reading The Thought

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humour, Ishaisms, Poetry

TWO SISTERS

There lived a pair o' sisters plain -one judgemental and one mean.Said Mean, one day, to her sibling"Judgemental, I say, you are terribly mean!"Now, Judgemental with mute contempt replied -(oh! that epitome of the smirk n' snide!) That bitter look made Mean's sharp tongue meaner;she cursed till it cut her own lip, like paper.Judgemental scrunched… Continue reading TWO SISTERS