Scattered Pieces of Life..!!

In the darkness of infinity as I look around,
I see though none, but all pieces surround.
Some dark, few drenched n some pieces are white,
but all that scattered are pieces of life.

What ever I look, and wherever I step,
I see, I feel and I walk over the life.
In the whistle of the waves,
and the dusky sunny rays.
In the bright sunshine, and a tearful smile,
all I find few pieces of life.

The faces that I read, and the strangers all I meet,
have stories to speak, with pages all unique.
The dreams in their eyes,
and desires that they hide.
Like dots that are scattered in the no moon night,
but all they are, few pieces of life.

The warmth in an embrace,
and a drop that tumbles down the face.
Few guilt, regrets and some fears suppressed.
Untold, unheard and some desires unsaid,
thousands though they, but are silent and dead.
As I touch the sand and the shells that are cold,
some slip, few falls, as tighter when I hold,
but few that remain are the pieces of life.

These pieces though few,
like the morning summer dew.
Though worthless they are,
but a thirsty little flower,
which waits whole night,
for a single drop of life,
and all these drops are the pieces of life.