Ishaisms, Poetry, Soul

Dirges

1 Ideas don't last forever, poetry gets old. I'm marching to a tune that isn't my own; play pretend - a put-on calm and dignity - go to bed with sad thoughts on repeat (shame and sin and sonnets and soul) like the morning paper with its murkiness that makes me wanna cry and bare… Continue reading Dirges

Ishaisms, Poetry, Soul

Hallowed Ground

Don't tread on the hallowed ground of my sins with those holier-than-thou feet, There is a spell to protect and keep sinners like you from its boundaries. I'd never cloaked myself in sanctity, was brave enough to brave your serpentine acrimony; had consecrated each divinely intoxicating memory, purging my soul of every human profanity... Now… Continue reading Hallowed Ground

Ishaisms, Meditation, Reflections, Soul

In’sense’ Stick

They say the most commonplace of things can teach you life lessons, if you’re only aware. They say that truths are hidden everywhere, traveling through soulful silences, if you only listen. Are you aware? Are you listening? Have you ever seen and observed the life of a burning incense stick, dear reader? Yes, you heard… Continue reading In’sense’ Stick

Colour, Reflections, Soul, Soulmate

COLOUR OF THE SOUL

It’s funny how I’ve never had a conversation as honest, as deep and as “me” as I had, and still do, with my diary- or journal- call it what you will. And it’s funny since that’s not really a conversation; a one-sided one at most.  Any person who ever came as close to being a… Continue reading COLOUR OF THE SOUL