Repaired: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
Competing thoughts cascade through his mind, carving barren trails. He feels estranged from home. He remembers when he was respected, revered almost, and could do no wrong. Back then, he…
My Younger Self: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
Should I happen upon my younger self, I would say, believe it when you hear that time flies… because it really does. Therefore, live life without chasing tomorrow. And never…
Footnote: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
Slow down, let your soul savour the few remaining pockets of pristine air before they become too bitter and murky to inhale.
The Fog: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
Take the house, and the land on which it sits. Nip the car in the drowsy driveway. Seduce the overfed bank accounts, and fill your pockets with the useless jewellery…
Don’t leave the lights on for me: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
Don’t leave the lights on for me. I will make my own way. Along this seemingly deserted path.