A MOTHER'S LOVE This world has jewels, money, land position, power, and mansions grand But a mother's love more precious far, than all these other treasures are. A mother nurtures, guides, protects Her teachings each child's life affects, and when in later years they go, away from home, and friends they know Those teachings will provide the stay, to keep them on the good straight way. Though some may stray to taste the fruits, of worldly … [Read more...]
Ishita Mehta, the Storyteller: ‘Something Very Special’
Something Very Special There's something about tonight Something very special Something about the way you move that thing Something very special Something about the way you are looking at me Something very special There's something about tonight Something very special There's something about tonight Something very special Something about the way you move that thing Something very special Something about the way you are looking at me Something very special There's something about … [Read more...]
ISHITA MEHTA – Storyteller: ‘Let love, be love’
Let love, be love Sail the night in the boat of your eyes... Wear the ochre of the sunset, and flee. Strap the river onto the feet, And rush down to the sea. Like said, “Gather Ye Rosebuds While Ye May” Unleash yourself seize the day Can you feel it in your soul? Then take control With the wings of winds Fly the sky Be yourself like never before Let it burn, don’t pursue the cure It's just a sensation, with your soul caress it Let love be love, … [Read more...]
ISHITA MEHTA: Storyteller – ‘Beach of Memories’
Beach of Memories In Karakura Town, unidentifiable spirits begin appearing en masse. While attempting to deal with these strange souls, Ichigo Kurosaki and Rukia Kuchiki meet Senna, a mysterious Soul Reaper who wipes out most of them. Senna refuses to answer any questions, so Ichigo is forced to follow her while Rukia tries to find out what's going on. Meanwhile, in Soul Society, the real world is suddenly reflected in the sky, so Tōshirō Hitsugaya and Rangiku Matsumoto are … [Read more...]
ISHITA MEHTA – Why does this heart of mine make such a fuss?
Why does this heart of mine make such a fuss? Neither here, Nor there, it only walks towards you. Why does this heart of mine make such a fuss? Why does this heart of mine make such a fuss? It is upset and upset, it has made me too. It has overstepped its limits. My heart did not lsiten to me. My story has begun. My heart did not listen to me, My story has begun. Neither here, Nor there, it only walks towards you. Why does this heart of mine make such a fuss? Why does this heart of mine … [Read more...]
ISHITA MEHTA – Storyteller ‘Soul Mates’
Soul Mates As the Sun & The Planets, Are We In True Form. Lovers One, Yet Seeming Apart Elements of One Flow When In Our Right Way. Separate and Opposite, When Lost Is The Way. One Being With Multiple Parts, Before Time On Earth. Male and Females, Lost on the Earth. A Celebration of Women @ Ishita Mehta, 2011 … [Read more...]
ISHITA MEHTA – Storyteller: ‘Reflections’
Reflections Is it true? that ur eyes are intoxicating does it induce sleep and thereby trigger dreams? i wait for that the moment when u step into mmy side frm my dreams come down to this earth and be found be found….. be found … somewhere beyond time somewhere beyond let me find you listen to what my eyes are telling ur eyes? o! the one with the melodies eyes… is it true???? do not know where u r but saw ur footprints embossed on the following breeze do not know where u r but … [Read more...]
ISHITA MEHTA – Storyteller: A MOTHER’S LOVE
A MOTHER'S LOVE This world has jewels, money, land position, power, and mansions grand But a mother's love more precious far, than all these other treasures are. A mother nurtures, guides, protects Her teachings each child's life affects, and when in later years they go, away from home, and friends they know Those teachings will provide the stay, to keep them on the good straight way. Though some may stray to taste the fruits, of worldly pleasures -- still the roots of Mother's teachings, … [Read more...]
ISHITA MEHTA – Storyteller: Come Grace Me
Come Grace me... An understanding of depth of my existence Visit, and revisiting all over again Teach me if it be in the power I seek the reality of truth The light to read my mind Gazing in abyss at the end of the tunnel Enlighten me if it be in thy power I despise the bondage of conformity And I shall ever bless my destiny My soul soaring, holding to roar Footloose me if it be in the power I take the path to unknown from here To the quest of my purpose I am strolling deep into my … [Read more...]
ISHITA MEHTA – Storyteller: SHE IS AN IMAGINATION AUDACIOUS
SHE IS AN IMAGINATION AUDACIOUS She is a fire, wind, an imagination audacious, A soul so free, careless, caring, zeal outrageous. An artful grace, power to heal, charm stupendous A moment to cherish, a song so beautiful It's so close I can feelMy thoughts touching every secondThat I spent with herMoments that happened, memories that never She came like a spring, wrapped in monsoon, With warmth of winter and the glow of summerWithin the dream, we were exchanging thoughtsWhen the eyes … [Read more...]
ISHITA MEHTA – Storyteller: ‘Let love, be love’
Let love,be love Sail the night in the boat of your eyes... Wear the ochre of the sunset, and flee. Strap the river onto the feet, And rush down to the sea. Like said, “Gather Ye Rosebuds While Ye May” Unleash yourself seize the day Can you feel it in your soul? Then take control With the wings of winds Fly the sky Be yourself like never before Let it burn, don’t pursue the cure It's just a sensation, with your soul caress it Let love be love, don't seek a name for … [Read more...]
ISHITA MEHTA: The Storyteller – Each Season (poem)
Each Season Each season brings jubilant gladness Those who care and profess The wonders of God's handiwork Which is awesome magnificant grandwork Each spring brings new birth Like green grass hyacinths daffodills The sunshine at a standstill Rainbow follows behind rainfall-afterbirth Multiple colored leaves fall down All over the ground White snow falls over everything Housetops trees ground to acling They all do impart To stir the heart And make us sing Each season … [Read more...]