Heartless Poem by Saroj Padhi

Don't give your heart dear
to my keeping,
for my own is lost long since
in reckless giving;
hence mine is always a search
for the lost gem:
in cracks and crevices
of relationships rocked or broken,
of moments of gold robbed or stolen,
inside heaps of midnight ashes,
in storms of sighs
or mountains of huge losses;
now I'm a fire
without desire for burning
a pangless pain
without sweet aching
that keeps my love starving;
hence don't give your heart dear
to my keeping,
for I'm full of empty words now
that hardly give life to living.