Tag: Lover

Prevail

Published on by Harpreet Chhachhia1 Comment

I have seen myself in the mirror,
I have held myself as I cried,
I tore through the pain and carried on,
Even when the ones I loved died.

I have rallied through years of abuse,
Hate came from a father, much less strangers,
Yet I’ve never given up on love and hope,
Though each presents its own dangers.

I have repaired my heart several times,
And still choose to let new love hold it,
I have lost my pride to buy back hope,
After mostly all my lovers have sold it.

So I may have a fear of crumbling again,
When all my efforts in you may yet fail;
But I certainly know the strength in me,
Shall, come what may, make me prevail.

Worth

Published on by Harpreet Chhachhia5 Comments

I know it’s not woke
To let others tell you
What you are worth.

But it’s hard to estimate
That
Yourself,
When life has shown you
Bulges where none should be
And curves where lines were.

It’s hard when you try
To explain
And the ones you love
Misunderstand.

It’s hard when the mirror
Gives you a hard look.

It’s hard when your mind
Reflects the mirror.

It’s hard.
Because you are not
When you look at me.

But
I also know
My cup of tea
Is a balm for some.
I can invigorate
Or relax.
Some.

It’s not woke to see myself
For others.
But it’s the test for souls
That need bodies to reside in.

Float or Sink

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Why is it that some men love fiercely –
Just in the beginning,
Once the quest of love – and lust –
Is done, the fire abates?

Maybe it’s true of humanity:
After you get what you want,
You don’t want it.
Marilyn once said,
If I give you the moon,
You’ll grow tired of it soon.

But then, why is it that I still
Keep reaching for what was promised?
In fact, I base all my love on it.
Why is it that as I love more
I feel yours slipping away?

Am I not a man?
Or am I not made for this world?

But I have learnt from this world:
My efforts will eventually fail,
Others shall make me feel and think;

And if it is meant to be, we’ll float,
And if it is meant to be, we’ll sink.