Ishaisms, Poetry

O Vulnerable One

Why do you hide your hopes and dreams, your darkest sins, your memories, O Vulnerable One? Why won't you let down your walls, show who you are and bare your all, O Vulnerable One? Why do you fear heartbreak and abandonment, veil your truth in layers of raiment, O Vulnerable One? Don't you know that… Continue reading O Vulnerable One

Ishaisms, Poetry

Stolen Harmonies…

Musical notes lined up in harmony, before the poet's flute; musical notes created an enchanting symphony when the poet wrote. Musical notes found themselves in jeopardy, when the thief one night stole; musical notes now creak in a cacophony devoid of honesty and soul. © Isha Garg