heart in hand

Distressed I searched every

Nook and cranny,

Couldn’t I find

It anywhere.

Hello? Please will you

Help me find it?

He asked me

What should I look for?

I replied its small and soft

Warm and wet with blood

It beats with my life

Its my heart!

I asked him again

Please will you help

Me find my heart

I think I just lost it!

He questioned

Could someone have

Stolen it?

Absurd as that question was.

My heart was guarded

Too fiercely to steal

I must have lost it

On my way to the future.

Seeing my distress

He searched every

Nook and cranny

Couldnt he find it anywhere!

Each time I met him

On my way to the future

I hopefully asked him

To look for my lost heart

On fine day , he joined

Me on my way to the future

With a charred and blackened

Blood dried and cold

Still piece of heart

With barely a pulse of life

In his hand!

And in a bewildered voice

He asked me….

Why didn’t you tell

Me where it was?

I didn’t think of looking

For it in my hand

Never thought that

You’ll lose it to me!

And with the last beat

Of my heart I said

It was for you to find out

Even I didn’t know

I’d lost my heart to you!