Resentment

Resentment We talk to each other With words bound to stir resentment Two became one Then disconnected for freedom's sake Is it too late to start over? Or is this fate? In silence, we (restless souls) wait. Love always, Esha ❤

Flying

  Photo by Sam Willis on Pexels.com Flying We stand in awe of airplanes, birds and kites That fly through open sky as they please The closest I can get without assistant Is climbing trees. But just getting off the ground Is a good start for me.   Love always, Esha ❤

Staring Over

Starting Over  The struggle of starting over again lies in the process... Create it, piece by piece, layer by layer, inch by inch you mold it's form. Use the love embedded in your open palms to keep it warm. Then embellish it with each every morsel of your reverie that was tore. Voila! a new … Continue reading Staring Over

Little Antidote About Love

This is what I know about love... Little Antidote About Love  we heart to heart we start to finish we finish to start   If you enjoyed this post… If you would like to see more… Please like, share, comment and subscribe – Much love, Esha