My old cluttered up table,
A cold mug of coffee
Overflowing bookshelves
Lights off in the lobby
What more should I do,
To forget you again ?
What more should I do,
To erase this pain ?
What more should I do
Than write these words ?
What more should I do
Than give you my world
Now, this blank page stares
Like you did, on Monday night
And all paper cuts sting
Like the cold air, after a fight
I turn the music high
To erase your addicting voice
But my heartbeats louder
As if it has no choice
Cold wind on my face
Mind, drunk on you
I ask those diamonds in the sky
What more should I do ?
-Sai
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PoetryTrying to pen the emotions "The feeling starts from my heart flows through my veins Comes to my mind Bleeds on paper and finally ends my pain" Featured on wattpad's stories undiscovered page and on wattpad's official poetry page Highest ranking : #...
