झरोखा - A window to my soul

The Art of Giving

I gave and gave and gave,
Because I wanted to,
Because it made my heart lurch with agony and shatter with pain,
Seeing them believe 
Words that weren't true...

I gave and gave and gave,
In the hopes of getting 
some care,
For the innocence in me
was unaware that the love I gave,
was just a mere.

I gave and gave and gave,
For they were the ones,
who mattered,
Unbeknownst to the fact,
that they would leave my heart
bruised and battered .

I gave and gave and gave, 
To those who made me believe,
Untill I gave too much,
Untill I lost a part of myself,
Untill there remained nothing to give.