I remember that evening in lawn of mine
Her waist i am holding after dine
Staring right in eyes of my valentine
​For just that one special moment in time.

Seeing her pretty red lips, closed eyes
I lean towards her face with a mild smile
I can hear her loud breaths through the aisle
She's just moaning when her lips met with mine

There's a deep sensation, n affection i am holding
As the grip of my arms kept on tightening
Thousands of volts in my body goes on lightening
My soul inside my body keeps on frightening

With the passion flowing free, sparks we could see
It made my entire being warm and glee
It's a feeling that words can't define
I wanted to pause this moment for a lifetime

As we pull away we look into each order eyes
Our first kiss is a sweet memory i will always cherish
Thinking about it reminds me that our love has no blemish
A feeling i would never want to miss or perish.

-harsh

​There lie's some magic in her eyes
They made me go anesthetize.
Got ransacked in the first encounter
Neither i m sober,Nor in any desire.

I searched them in crowd of hundred
I concealed yet it thundered,
They possess some illusion definitely
Everyone sees them constantly.

May that bond be never be never apart
May that thread of love be never in part
Don't i mind if world be never beside me
Only wanted that mystic feel forever by me.

Its a season of tears please don't lift
Night has darken, clouds still drift
Please don't go my love i swear to you in pain
Destination is still faded in that heavy rain.

Your remembrance is draped with my heart
Every second reverie to your cryptic part
My soul is bounded by your visions
Who will materialize it now in my imaginations.

​There lie's some magic in her eyes
They made me go hypnotize.

                                    - harsh lakhera
                                      9.7.16

Scared to love
Scared to hold
All my stories are still untold
Why m I afraid of loving
Afraid of been broken;
It's so easy to take my heart and throw it away
I will stay silent & numb
The only sound you will hear
Is the splashing of my tear
The shivering of my heart
Like a cracking of some craft
So beautiful,hush...!!!
Scared to love
Scared to hold
All these stories, I've never told...

​                                                                    
​----HARSH LAKHERA
7.7.16

Maybe i don't talk much
Maybe m off a kind or such
Maybe i don't hold that touch,&
Maybe m duffer as much
But,
The words i speak carry feelings and who likes to talk about their feelings?, the kind i bear have healings who's into crystals ,who's into peelings, confident i am but that if u wander around all i bound is to a zero,
Duffer i am i know but with you, all i grasp that someday u gonna call me ur hero

the only way that he could say bye
buying a red rose and watching it die
dying to find some other way
weighing his options to live another day

he couldn't help but to feel like a heel
healing was hard and the pain was real
reality soaked him like torrential rains
reigning over his will to remain