Ishaisms, Poetry

Odyssey of Life

I knew when I embarked on this quest, knew there'd be no pause, no rest; knew I'd have to pass all the tests - failure isn't an option in this Odyssey of life... I knew when it had begun raining sorrow, my parched spirituality, by the day would grow, and though I'd be too weary… Continue reading Odyssey of Life

Ishaisms, Poetry

OLD SONGS

Don't aim for me when I'm gone, when all there's left are memories of old songs I sung; don't aim with roses or with a gun, when all there's left are memories of the tears and fun... The birds have migrated to the West my love, each and every empty nest now boasts of only… Continue reading OLD SONGS

inspiration, Ishaisms, Legacy

The Calling

I must confess something today, dear reader – for the longest time since my book was published, I felt nothing. Strange, for someone who’d been versifying since the age of seven and working all her life towards that day, to feel nothing, isn’t it? I thought it must be the nerves, or the initial shock,… Continue reading The Calling