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Some loves pass through our lives

I. WAS IT WRITTEN IN THE STARS?

Some stars travel through a thousand years of light,
Yet find each other in a world where nothing stays.
I met you where a thousand restless pathways crossed,
One fleeting glance awakened love’s forgotten days.

Was heaven weaving our two threads by chance?
Or did our souls still owe this life one more romance?
You came as gently as moonlit waters flow,
Yet stirred a thousand waves within my heart below.

I had walked through countless seasons of rain and sun,
Past lonely riverbanks, past ferries drifting on.
I thought my heart had finally forgotten how to yearn,
Until you came... and made its deepest longings burn.

II. SOME LOVES...

Some loves pass through our lives like moonlight on the stream,
Beautiful as silver stars, yet sorrowful as dreams.
Two hearts may love, yet never walk the same road through,
One whispered word of love can weigh a lifetime too.

Some loves are never granted the name of destiny,
Yet their memories outlive the years eternally.
One waits beneath a porch where silent shadows fall,
The other hears the wind whispering a name beyond it all.

If we had met before the storms had crossed our skies,
Would we have held each other through life’s changing tides?
Or would we still have drifted where the restless rivers flow,
Loving with all our hearts... then losing what we know?

III. BEHIND THE DOORS OF HOME

Some homes still glow beneath the midnight light,
Two silhouettes sit close, yet speak no words tonight.
The rice grows cold, their greetings fade away,
Young hearts grow old beneath the weight of yesterday.

Some marriages lack neither duty nor devotion,
Only the quiet art of listening with emotion.
They stand together through the fiercest storms of life,
Yet hearts drift far apart without a word, without a sign.

There are sighs concealed behind a closed door,
And dreams folded away, remembered nevermore.
We thought that peace meant sharing one roof overhead,
Not knowing love needs tending, or its warmth will fade.

And I keep asking, in this world of endless ways:
Is love merely holding someone through the days?
Or is it learning how to understand another’s soul,
So those beside us never lose themselves while growing old?

IV. WHERE THE RIVER CARRIES LOVE AWAY

At dusk in the Mekong, the tides ebb and rise,
A little wooden boat glides beneath leaning coconut skies.
An ancient vọng cổ drifts upon the restless breeze,
And longing calls your name through the trembling trees.

Do you remember that old riverside one day,
When woodsmoke kissed the thatched roofs far away?
I waited through the seasons, through the floods that came and went,
Yet that old ferry never brought you back again.

Golden bông điên điển blooms beside the narrow stream,
Purple water hyacinths drift through a sorrowing dream.
The Mekong loves in humble songs, in voices pure and true,
So why must fate keep wavering between me and you?

If someday we should meet by chance once more,
Let us smile as though we never stood apart before.
For some who never walk with us until the end,
Still leave a harbor in the heart where memories gently rest.

V. IF I COULD CHOOSE AGAIN

If I could choose again one moment from the past,
I would still wish to meet you, though nothing was meant to last.
Though some things cannot be held against the tide,
I thank you for the days you once walked by my side.

I do not blame the river for dividing either shore,
Nor the little ferry that could carry us no more.
I only wish we had understood each other then,
Before one season of love became years of wondering when.

For life requires far more than words of love alone,
It needs responsibility, compassion, and hearts fully grown.
No matter how deeply one heart may love and care,
It needs another heart that knows how to protect and share.

VI. THE STARS THAT NEVER FADE

The night moves on, the moon leans softly by the eaves,
Our native river flows beyond the distant trees.
Some loves may never find their destined place,
Yet never truly vanish without leaving a trace.

If someday you find peace upon another shore,
May laughter fill your heart forevermore.
For love was never meant to possess or keep,
But wish another soul a happiness sincere and deep.

And if a falling star should cross the sky,
Do not be sad, nor hold a fading dream too tight.
We met amid the endless worlds of humankind,
We once loved... and that alone was poetry divine.