Ishaisms, Poetry

The Currently Classic

A gossamer affection dipped in monochrome is born, as the uncrowded lanes of memory we walk down; nostalgia nonchalantly negates the chrysalis within our souls making hearts soar as we near this tedious technicolour world... We dream of the classics in our waking realities, crave for a drop of poetry in this mundane madness -… Continue reading The Currently Classic