I have my moments when this heart beats a foreign tune a harmony, hushed and thus haunting, a harmony I dare not succumb to... I have my moments when to another tune, I let this heart dance, till its strings pull at something familiar, till its strings keep me from getting entranced... The heart within… Continue reading Moments
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…
