Isha A PoetDay 12.5 Or Maybe 300… Those MomentsJust so you know, it took a lot time to write this. I’m trying to pin point my memories on a board for you all to see. So here goes.Jan 10, 2021Jan 10, 2021
Isha A PoetDay 11.5 … He WasHe was here. He was there. He was the sun. He was the moon. He was my first breathe. He was my last. He was the stars. He was the…Dec 21, 2020Dec 21, 2020
Isha A PoetDay 11… Scriptures On Passing LoveFirst know how it will end quickly and full of pain.Dec 13, 2020Dec 13, 2020
Isha A PoetDay 10.5 … Closure Has Many FormsOh Heart, if I could tell you the different ways to heal you.Dec 13, 2020Dec 13, 2020
Isha A PoetDay 10 … I’m Breaking A Conversation with My Mother.Mummy, there’s a tornado in my body.Dec 10, 2020Dec 10, 2020
Isha A PoetDay 9 …. The InevitableAnger: So now you come to me, for what? To tell me how I’ve done wrong said wrong been mistaken. It’s like a rerun of Friends rewatching…Dec 8, 2020Dec 8, 2020
Isha A PoetDay 8.5 … The HordePoetry: All of you are full of shit. Full of the biggest bullshit I’ve seen in history. I was thinking it was a conspiracy. That you all…Dec 8, 2020Dec 8, 2020
Isha A PoetDay 8 … One on One With PoetryLove: Writing Poetry feels like a chore. There’s days where I stare at my pad like a child glaring at their homework with resentment. But…Dec 8, 2020Dec 8, 2020