Pieces of life (Poetry)

Shattered Hearts

We know a crowd of people

But are still alone

We are fully capable

But still fear the unknown

Fortunate are the ones

Who live and die together

Days goes and comes

And we lose the ability to feel the pleasure

We are destined to suffer

And die alone

But we try to discover

Like there is some invisible throne

Connection is a basic need

Which every one crave

But the lucky ones are those

Who find it before they fall in their grave