Talk

Talk Brotha can we talk? No fists, no knives, no guns and no baseball bats There is a time and a place for physical combat But the youth need to see How level headed adults negotiate We must unify like flocks of birds Taken to the baby blue sky There can be no pride in … Continue reading Talk

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 ❤

No Longer Hidden

Photo by Craig Adderley on Pexels.com No Longer Hidden silky hands talk steady to permeable marble skin quiet thoughts are exchanged in focused glances between determined lovers as passion rose in the dim candle light it twirled with the aroma of sweet incense the sound of the rain fall became our radio the tapping of … Continue reading No Longer Hidden

In Memory

  This poem is dedicated to my Grandmother. In Memory Your eyes were soaked in the honey of hope Faint crows feet stood watch nearby No matter the time of day You would always laugh, smile And indulge in the happiness of life   I can still recall The gray, thick curls falling loose To … Continue reading In Memory