Written in 2015 – Hearts Still Care

Don’t wait

Published on November 9, 2015November 10, 2015 by Harpreet Chhachhia1 Comment

Don’t wait for things to happen,
don’t wait for the leaves to fall,
don’t wait for roses to bloom,
don’t wait, no, don’t wait at all;

Don’t wait for the tides to turn,
don’t wait for the next full moon,
don’t wait to show you love me,
love me now – not later, not soon;

Don’t wait to remember and smile,
don’t wait, waiting is but a lie,
say you miss me this instant,
please, don’t wait for me to die.

Words

Published on November 3, 2015November 3, 2015 by Harpreet ChhachhiaLeave a comment

I love u and I need u,
Words that sing and croon;
This is forever,
I’m your sun, you are my moon;

The stars feature well,
They are like my eyes;
Words would say all,
Why would they be lies?

I’d want you always,
No matter how old you get,
I loved you yesterday,
You must not, cannot forget;

You must not think,
You must only feel,
The truth is all,
Nothing’s left to conceal.

Would I ever harm you?
Would I ever lie?
You are my one true love,
Without you, I’d die.

Words move out and beyond,
Now they do not cease;
But can you ever stop time,
Or hold onto a warm breeze?

They will away like words,
And all there is is now,
Do not speak, oh do not,
Do not make any vow.

I am not the sun,
Nor do I wish to be;
I am just dying flesh,
I am just me.

You speak of love,
So be it, love me;
But I know much of time…
Of eternity.

So let the moon and sun rest,
Let the stars twinkle on,
Let the dark consume light,
Let the dusk become dawn,

Let the butterflies live,
Let them quickly die,
Do not talk of forever,
You know not how you lie.

I have known enough,
Seen more than I can tell,
I cannot speak as you do,
I know nothing so well,

And so just hold me now
And let all words cease
And let me love you now
In this gentle breeze.

Made that Way

Published on October 17, 2015October 20, 2015 by Harpreet ChhachhiaLeave a comment

You will surely leave. You will not stay.
It is your wont: you are made that way.
The sun will rise and that is for sure;
The moon finds same time to cast her lure.
The Stars will burn, blow up, fade and die –
It just is, come on, do not ask why.
The tides will turn, as sure as you do,
You cannot twirl them like you mean to.
We may appear to change, you and I;
But that is just it, we will just try.
We can learn it all, grow old and die;
But I’ll still feel and will not deny.
And you, in your own way, will say:
It’s not his fault, he was made that way.