Entwined lovers, we grow together... Leaves of the same tree, we blow together... No windfalls, no battering weather hold sway or power... Nourished by the very source, seeds of one flower, twinflames and mates of the soul, we're dovetailed forever... © Isha Garg
What have you to say today without a word escaping those lips I love? Stories of a kaleidoscope of times, a mystical tale or dulcet rhyme? Will I keep up with the pace of them or lose myself in those planets? You are my universe in flesh, I am the stardust in your depths... Young… Continue reading Storyteller Eyes
I kissed each letter before blowing them to you, in words this dancing heart inscribed, as the soul lit up in love's blushed hues, the yen for its mate swelling like the moon's tide. Orbs of words whirled around in pink promenade, quick stepping to amorous sentences, as sweet rhymes formed into a tender serenade… Continue reading ALL MY WORDS…
Dear reader, lately, I've found myself reflecting on relationships; the covert societal pressures that influence people today, regardless of age, making puppets of those doubtful ones, with wavering courage to follow their own path, by preying on their fear of judgment and loneliness - only to lead to a society where the suppression of human… Continue reading On ‘pair-pressures’ and plus-ones…
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
