I picked up a chocolate wrapper, but it was empty,
I picked up a blank cheque, but it was torn,
I picked up one show, but it had no sole,
I even picked up a beautiful dress, but with too many holes;
I picked up a newspaper, but it had stale food with worms,
I picked but a birthday card, but it only had the smell of cake,
I picked up an old sweater, with no sleeves at all,
I even picked up a tiny doll, but its head would always fall.
I picked up a broken can, but it only gave me a cut,
I picked up a glass with a straw, but there was nothing inside to draw,
I picked up a letter from a lover, but it was stained with blood,
I picked up a coloring book, with no empty space left,
And a beautiful vase, but it had no base to be kept.
I picked up so many things, from morning till night,
Some were colored, some were plain or only black and or white,
I picked up someone’s memories, or someone’s pain,
I picked up things that were unwanted piece of trash,
I even picked up things that were already turned to ashes.
I wish I ever picked up something that was ‘full’,
I will always wish, but I know I was such a fool.
Why would someone throw away something that was ‘full’?
And, God always made me understand that it was not in His rule.
One day, I picked up a bottle, and thank God, it had something in it,
I could not read the label, but the thing inside moved a bit.
After the long day’s work, I decided to keep it with me,
I thought God might have finally sent me something and I was excited to see.
For the first time, I found something, which was not empty,
It was not full, but for me it was plenty,
I opened the bottle and the smell filled the room,
I decided to take a sip and that was my doom.
I never knew the label read POISON, I had not reason to doubt,
My throat started to dry, my breath choked and I wanted to shout.
But, after sometime, I lay there motionless,
Guess, God has finally sent me the message of my fulfill-ness.
They ‘picked up’ my lifeless body like a rag,
The story of my life remains as ‘empty’ as those things in my bag.
A message to all: Watch what you throw away- anytime, anywhere and anyhow!
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