We hoard memories in our mind
We hoard anything and everything we find
We hoard cracks in the walls
We hoard broken tiles and doors
We hoard carpets on the floors
We hoard pot and pans
We even hoard broken and disused fans
We hoard documents and unpaid bills
We even hoard dust on windowsills
We hoard rusting galvanized roofs
We hoard old paint on the wall
Wondering when the structures will fall

There is no space left to hoard diamonds
Gold or anything of value we could have sold
We hoard clothing and wools of different kind
I hoard so much I am going out of my mind
My bed is full and I sleep on the floor
I think I've had enough I can hoard no more!