My Life

My life is

A bundle of broken and half-broken dreams lying on some corner of the heart, 

Like the broken pieces of expensive glass items, 

When pricks my mind, 

I just pick them up 

Toss, turn and throw them out. 

Like a wrecked ship, 

Feelings get stuck in the middle of the broken heart, 

Memories come splashed out of the mind, 

Spilled here and there it blocks my path...

And my life is like a whirlwind 

Keeps changing its direction.