Ishaisms, Love, Nature, Poetry

The Sun and the Mountain

He loved her like the sun loves the mountain... she was part of a hard and cold belt, he kissed her peak, her fear and pain, and in his touch, she did melt. And when in his touch she did melt, clear and bubbling did her rivers flow, for the true love and bliss that… Continue reading The Sun and the Mountain

Ishaisms, Love, Poetry


Down in the depths of my despair, sitting, thinking I'll never be whole again, He passes by me, and ruffles my hair, And I forget I was in ever in pain... Waking up every damp, cold morning - a Herculean task, I'd rather mope and be melancholy, He pours me a glass of warm water… Continue reading GESTURES