Ishaisms, Poetry

What’s in the air?

Do the skies seem bluer? Is the sun a-smiling? Is it just me, or is someone playing the violin? Has my heart learnt to sing without music lessons? Has Spring come before its time...and time, skipped a season? © Isha Garg

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Ishaisms, Poetry

Give me a poem…

Give me a poem on sleepless nights In the depths of anxiety give me a rhyme Give me a verbal melody to soothe my heart for in the notes of notes all troubles depart Give me a sonnet no needless sighing Let the sun set amid versifying Give me a poem in the blue morning… Continue reading Give me a poem…