Poems – Page 75 – Hearts Still Care

Battlefield

Published on April 5, 2020April 6, 2020 by Harpreet Chhachhia1 Comment

I wrote about it to last me for years;
But it seems like time has stood very still.
It has cost me sanity drowned in tears,
And yet feeds, for it has not had its fill.
I haven’t been able to learn much from time;
In all, but pain, I have grown carelessly:
Like a teen, I still want what is called mine,
Like a sage, I still give in helplessly.

I wrote about it from blood of the heart;
There needs be some worthy credit to thought.
I wrote, I write, I writhe. It won’t depart
This wretched battle so very hard fought…
Every word here, ultimately, dies,
Before lighting any spark in your eyes.

Blood and water

Published on April 4, 2020April 22, 2020 by Harpreet Chhachhia2 Comments

A lover once said:
Blood was thicker than water.
He proved it.
International normalised ratio
Indicates coagulation.
Radioactive equivalent water thickness
Indicates purity.
But purity of blood
Sometimes
Causes an uproar.
Pure bloods are incorrect.
Still lovers leave.
Blood is thicker than water.
It begs the question then:
When thirst beckons
Why is water chosen?
Drink blood, lover.

@DylanRages

Published on December 22, 2019April 24, 2021 by Harpreet ChhachhiaLeave a comment

I stopped playing a game
and went on to twitter:

I saw hunters paying to shoot
a defenceless critter;
there was freedom, pinned down,
and protests, and chanting;
faiths seemed to be tweeting,
so much noise, such ranting;
videos of poor souls beaten,
forced to silence their voice,
in this scientific world,
there was no question of choice;
women raped and murdered,
courts of law with no power,
children locked on borders,
Rapunzel dead in her tower;
impeachments were suspect,
they all seem beguiling,
the rising of fascism,
people I love smiling;
worlds were split asunder,
icebergs weak enough to turn,
glaciers bursting like thunder,
forests continuing to burn…