Harpreet Chhachhia

Thoughts In a Small While.

Published on February 6, 2008February 11, 2026 by Harpreet ChhachhiaLeave a comment

In all the time that has passed,
When I could have foreseen the future
Through the shades of the past,
I have wondered what brings me to this place,
Somewhere in my heart I must have –
I must have seen this face.
The words that have blown away
Have come back to haunt me,
And lost feelings have found a way,
To return and look me in the eye,
When all I had ever wanted,
Was for them to quietly die.
The wind has turned, the wind has turned,
And the past is glaring down at me,
While the future is getting burned.
I don’t listen much, what is the use,
I lie down on my pillow of hope,
I have nothing more to lose.
Look! I am not strong, but clever,
And I have learnt from my mistakes.
Do I regret my past? Never.
So here I lie upon my dreams,
And I know the past will blow away again,
And nothing will be as it seems.

Through the Years.

Published on February 6, 2008February 11, 2026 by Harpreet ChhachhiaLeave a comment

Through the years love has morphed
Into – what? I do not know!
But though it still remains,
It shines with brighter shades of woe.

Once you would reach out and touch me.
Now there’re other things on your mind;
Stolen kisses, softened gazes
Are left somewhere far, far behind.

Once we would dance in a crowd,
And know just each others’ arms;
Now you sit out every song,
While to dance I barter my charms.

Once you had much to say to me:
Hours on end our talks would last.
Now my words are replied with shrugs
Your tenderness needs be asked.

Once your eyes said you wanted me
Seconds apart seemed like years.
Now you value time as money:
Coins are costlier than tears.

Once our eyes told the other
How our smiles could simply beguile.
But now we are better pleased
To make some other stranger smile.

Once when my words grew bitter,
You wept and said you’d never let go.
I ask now, what if fate tore us apart?
You calmly smile and reply, I don’t know.

8th may
12:40am

edited: 9 0ct, ’12