Author: Harpreet Chhachhia

Just me and nothing else but.

A Lie

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I lied today

To save my pride.

Now there’re more truths

To catch and hide.

I hate lying.

It’s innovation

Which needs constant

Manipulation.

I lied to thwart

Being lied about;

Unused to shams,

I’m filled with doubt.

Did I’ve to lie

To those I know well?

I feel as though

I am in hell.

I’m snared by pride:

An obligation;

Now I need a way

Out of this situation.

A Million Shades of Grey

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Give up your expectations
and give in to your fate.
What is meant to be will be;
if it’s soon, it’s soon,
and if it’s late, it’s late.

Let go of that anger
I know its easier said than done –
For what use is the pain
that ends with a smoking gun?

Try and choose the quieter road
and do what should be done,
Then leave the rest to destiny;
all battles do not need to be won.

Give up your expectations –
that is the best, possible way
to learn life isn’t black or white;
it has blue and green and red
and a million shades of grey.

Broken

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I fear something has broken.
Something quite deep within me.
I have no desire to find
What exactly it could be.

I fear something has died.
Its death filling within me.
It cannot be my pride,
Surely not my vanity.

Perhaps memory’s token
Has finally shattered.
I do wish things like that
Never, ever mattered.

Perhaps it is empathy
that never fails to depart,
Perhaps it is the will to hope,
belief, or simply the heart.

But something has broken!
I’m sure! That much I know!
But I am too tired now
To be bothered anymore.