Poetry, Ishaisms, Love

Moments

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

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Ishaisms, Poetry

The Shadows Come To Dance

Out of the caverns, into the light; full moon, not just a crescent illuminating the night; the shadows come to dance.   Milky midnight glory; plethora of twinkling stars; a thousand sinful stories, all through the wee hours, the shadows come to dance.   Cloaked in disgrace, stripped of decency; Outcry! Outrage! In satisfaction and… Continue reading The Shadows Come To Dance