Grief – Page 7 – Hearts Still Care

Pillow

Published on April 22, 2020June 21, 2020 by Harpreet ChhachhiaLeave a comment

A virus ravages the world.

A famine envelops mine.

I crawl into bed,

Having no measure of time,

Sleep eludes me for days,

As your memory ravages my mind.

I lift up the pillow you used

And hold it to my face.

Your smell has followed you away.

I remember,

If you remember how I would,

Or if you undoubtedly felt

When you said,

I don’t want to be with you.

Timeless

Published on April 19, 2020April 19, 2020 by Harpreet Chhachhia1 Comment

When you tell me
You need time
To get over love
You gave to be mine,
You fail to measure
One tiny thing:
This feeling, like
A golden ring,
Moulded between us,
In passion and desire,
Thoughts and promises,
All sorts of fire –
Forged despite hate,
Friends and others,
Resenting fathers,
Forgiving mothers.

Time is given
To those who need it.
To practise logic
And all that feeds it.
Time is needed
When you choose to forget.

What time need I,
If love is to be met?

For a Presence in the Darkness of This Night.

Published on February 6, 2008June 26, 2011 by Harpreet ChhachhiaLeave a comment

I stumbled and fell
There seemed to be a light ahead
But I could not see clearly
I tried to rise but slipped instead
And fell. There was pain
And the darkness of it matched
The darkness all around me.
I had felt a presence
Some time ago
Which coaxed me to get up and move on
Oh! Wish it had stayed!
But I can’t feel it anymore
The light ahead –
Is it a light?
I cannot tell.
Is it what I want?
What if that light
Is darker than this hell?
How do I know?
Should I get up and move
And chance my luck on that light?
Or do I sit and wait
For a presence in the darkness of this night?