Pick Up The Pieces.... Poem by Alok Singhal

Pick up...
One by one..
Pieces of my broken heart
Use the petals of a flower
to not to hurt it any more
Place them in a cloud that moves like a snail
Or a slow tide on a shallow shore
Take them to a soul who is as much frail
Can use my pieces to mend her own
So a heart doesn't go waste
Finds a place and gets some rest
This I think would be the best
For though they say 'ashes to ashes and dust to dust'
A heart should throb coz it must
For faith and love must always prevail
Where 'it' lives won't matter no more
Once it leaves the forsaken shore
Not for itself but for someone else
The wounds will heal and for all times to come
They will say 'it' died for one but lived for all
Didn't get love but love it gave
I end this verse must God forbid,
A dying heart if dies it must saves another before dying first
When losing love don't be afraid
For you may help someone to win
So hear those cries in the crazy din
A spirit cries and another hears
The show must go on
The players will change
Atleast we won't regret that we lived in vain