I still look for the pieces of my heart...

by Ritwik Sinha
(India)

I still don't where the fragments of my joy have fled,
May be they still look for you...
So I still keep looking for my brocken heart
The leaf is dead that had once looked lush,
Crowned with the morning dew.
I still search for the pieces of my shattered love,
I'm still haunted by your parting smile.
I'm still confused by nature's game...
I still loathe his heartless style.
Why did you've to give your life for me?
Did you think life would be worth living?
Did you think my mistakes were so sinister,
Or did you think your joys were cheap?
I still recall that drop of blood
That had been splashed upon my cheek
It was mixed with tears and fell on the snow,
Leaving my love guilty and meek...
So I search for the fragments of my brocken heart,
A fragment you'd taken away to your world.
On the X-marked spot lies another part.
Into oblivion another was hurled.
But the last part lies in the graveyard roses,
It has their scent for company...
It floats and travels far away
In hope of finding thee...